Hi, it's 2017 now. It's been almost 3 years now...
Do you remember back then, when you used to sit in the hallway in school, and wished it wasn't happening but it happened anyways? When the world, not just any world, but our world had collapsed all because you took that one step into the world?
Remember the first day when he had asked you to attend the bonfire at his house? You barely knew him, yet you decided to take a huge leap of faith and disobey your parent's wishes against all odds, just so you can attend a bonfire for the first time in your life? I know no one had ever asked you to go to events like this because you were the quiet, unpopular, not the type to be mixed around in cliques. But, even then when he asked you, you were excited, eager. Because you knew. You knew he was the one for you. You saw it in his eyes, his voice, his laughter, his gaze. You were definitely crazy to even had thought about going to this bonfire of his. Usually, you'd knew the answer was always a no when you'd ask mom. But you fought this way through and left anyways.
I think that was the start.
The start of how you ended up here, in the now future.
The start of the beginning of the rest of your life with him?
Don't get me wrong. You went for almost an entire year without him, but only because he was a weak boy who didn't or hadn't known what he wanted. Because you came at the wrong time, but you were right for him.
That 11-10 months without him, let me tell you right now. You didn't survive it. You died.
You begged and wept when you were alone. Some days you prayed. Some days you messaged his mother just to get some closure. And she said it was all going to be ok. But that was a lie. It was a lie until you decided from that point onwards to become happy for yourself. That it was more important than crying for someone who had ignored your broken heart.
Finally, when you decided that it was time to open your heart again and that it didn't hurt, even though you could hear your own voice telling yourself that he would hate you for doing this and that. You did it anyways.
But that wasn't the end of everything.
He came back. He struggled to come back into your life, but by then you had priorities and knew what you had wanted. So you had to make it clear enough for him. He had to change.
You had faith. You were surprised. You prayed. You begged. You died. You were relieved. And you don't even know where you are right now....
Girl, let me tell you something. Everything that you're about to do, everything that's about to happen. It's worth it. Do it, but stay strong. I know it's going to be very hard to stay strong. But do it anyways. Trust me, it's worth it.
You'd be surprised to see where you end. You'll love it. You'll cry tears of joy. It's not 100% of pure happiness, because there are ups and downs. But you'll be happy. He loves you. You love him. Have faith and pull through. By the way, the political view for 2017 sucks. Trump won the election and is causing havoc....
I love you, me.
