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In our parallel universe, I hope this letter will reach you, my young self. Being 20 is hard but wherever you are now, please know that I'm proud of the choices we made. Things will not going to be easy along the way but I assure you you're evolving. It's okay to get hurt. It's okay to acknowledge that we can't be the perfect person we wish to be. Nobody is perfect in the first place. Were meant to make mistakes, as humans we are. You are a fragment—part of this flawed universe and you are essential. There might be days when we'll think giving up is the only way out but please hold on. You need to realize that life will test us constantly but always keep in mind that as long as you have air in your alveoli, you are alive. You will survive. Never ever be afraid to make mistakes and take the path you wish to take. You will learn by other people's examples but you should keep in mind that in order for you to apply it, you should DO it. There's no easy w...

I'm missing you maybe it's because of your words or worse You told me how you'd hold my hand in places I am afraid to set forth to I am trying to be at peace with myself Your silence is continuously crushing my bones In the middle of these seas keeping us apart I could only sing a song out of tune I miss your voice, your interest —your enthusiasm I felt in our every phone call Before, your inhale excites me Your breath made me believe I am worthy Undoubtedly, I will miss our victories But now, YOU won the game of love Leaving without closure, cornering me good in this dark abyss Wondering how to escape these traps in my way I could only want to die and weep in the meantime This, too, will pass You shall follow your passion on the winning streak Exploring with music, smoke, cracked nails, sweat and heat In the journey forward— where your feet wanted to brake Perhaps s omeday, I could find myself a way out In this maze you put me in Without a guide but ...

You're hard to love Even on easy days You're always busy and on the rush When I'm on my bed and you're all I want to touch Perhaps it's the time, distance or everything within us Sometimes, I'd ask myself if I am someone you'd like to be with til the last breathe you'd inhale, is it me you trust? I have never felt what it is to be loved without cease For I could feel you today then tomorrow you'd  act like a breeze That comes and go whenever you please Did I ever entertained you, at least?