Saturday, August 2, 2014

Day 2: To My Future Self

You are a stranger to me, 
made up of complex choices and 
feelings and 
traveled paths I have not 
yet walked on or 
But I trust that you don't 
have that many 
ghosts of regret.

Do you still feel that 
humming in your bones, 
the ones that set your 
mind on edge? 
Do you still silence yourself 
when you feel 
the words would break you and 
everything else?
I hope you don't. 

And perhaps you'll 
look in the mirror 
tomorrow and 
within fragments 
of yourself 
remember the 
girl you used to 

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