Dear me,
The me I was before I was the me I am today
The me who had everything to gain and everything to lose
The me whose path wasn't yet dictated by the worst habits
The me who was not yet grasped by invisible diseases
The me that was not happy, but was hopeful, ever hopeful
The me that was desperately looking for something
Anything.
To break the curse. Of loneliness
Only to gain a new curse - a new disease
A modern disease
I want you to know I am sorry
Sorry for what I have done in the past
The paths I've taken, the choices I've made
The mess I've put us in, again and again
It was never your fault.
You will always be the best of me
The me I keep inside of me
The me I keep safe from me (or try to)
The me I long to be
With love from
Me
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Thanks for reading!
I missed the deadline for the Epistolary Challenfe with this one and initially I wasn't worried about publishing it because it's focused on a similar subject matter to another piece. However, I found it sitting in my drafts and felt it needed to be published!
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Paul Stewart
Award-Winning Writer, Poet, Scottish-Italian, Subversive.
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