Only Thing Left

One day,

None of this will matter,

To you,

But all of this will be a love letter,

I've always been writing to myself,

As a sacred promise,

That my existence here on this planet,

For as much time as my heart beats,

Was cherished,

Was appreciated,

Was invested into learning the ins and outs of my heart, mind and soul,

Was not a waste,

Was a good idea,

Then and even now.

One day,

It'll all make sense.

One day,

This will the only thing left of me.

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Loving the 8 epic years of Fly, I Say and hoping to write one more day, like always. 🪽