dear self,

some days. nights. whatever.

i wish i told you sorry more often.

i wish i didn’t put you through so much.

i wish i could have made you happy.

and given you what you wanted.

dear self,

some days. nights. whatever.

i wish i could control you.

i wish i could understand you.

i wish i could lose you.

because i don’t like what you do to me

dear self,

this day. this night. no matter.

i promise you this is worth it.

i know it. i believe it.

even if you don’t.

i do.

i’m sorry.

and i know it’s frustrating, disapointing, and it hurts.

dear self,

some days. nights. whatever.

this is my choice.

not yours.

sincerely,

self.

*pls don’t trip about this “emo” post. just enjoy it, the writing juices were going.

aloha.