Unsent Letters at 2am

To my past self, stop being regretful. don’t feel sorry for not acing the test, for not passing the exam on your dream school, for crying over a douche boy who doesn’t even have decency in his bones to tell you honestly that he doesn’t really love you, for upsetting your bestfriend, for saying what you feel is right. stop harassing yourself for not being better, for not being your best because eventually, you will be. just cherish life’s lesson. you’ll be okay.

To my present self, stop crying. don’t waste your tears over your redundant failures, over bad people, over eyes that are judging you, over people who pretend to know you even if they really don’t. stop crying yourself to sleep. stop crying just because your pants don’t fit you well, and your fats are showing over a fitted blouse. stop crying just because you think you’re not pretty. stop crying just because you think you are not loved. stop drowning yourself into tears and unhealthy thoughts. stop spoiling the mood just because you think your partner doesn’t loves you and you will never be enough and he deserves someone better than you. stop thinking that he’s still inlove with his past bcoz truth is you are the one that’s being trapped in history and you are preventing yourself of becoming truly happy just because you think you don’t deserve it. stop struggling to perfection. stop hurting yourself. learn how to smile more often. embrace your flaws, no one will ever love them except you. accept life’s rejection and be better. learn from your past, not live with it. you have those people who truly cares and loves you. you just have to wipe away those tears that’s clouding your eyes so you can see and appreciate them more.

To my future self, i hope by now you have learn to love yourself. and you still have those genuine people around you. forgive yourself from hurting others and making them feel bad. it is true that time will heal all wounds, but you gotta do the healing process yourself. don’t stop dreaming. write while you can. sing as many songs as you like. don’t be afraid of what’s more to come. you can do it; you have to live.


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