Dear me,

The scars show your past mistakes

The lies, the bellowing sobs

With make-up draining off your face

In the mist of your despair

The world is relentless

But there is something you should know, my darling

Life is made up of moments

The laughs

The tears

And the fears

The trip to grandma’s house

Young love

Traveling

And most importantly

The unravelings.

Seeing people’s purity

That they behold

With long night conversations

About things that mean the most

And when you laugh so hard

Unshed tears begin to form

Because these are the moments that you live for.