Wednesday, 10 February 2016

Dear Me..

Dear Me,

You might have grown up in a house where love didn't mean anything, you might have been raised in a house you could not call home. You might have not known how it feels to have a hearty conversation with the people you call family when the clock in the dining room announced dinner. I know you were silently building a volcano of pain inside of you just so that you could fight against the eruption. You always thought that you were suffering your sentence but you had the hopes of a parole.

And it's only because of that little hope that today is not the same as yesterday , that you've broken down a lot many links in the chain that bound you. Even though you have some wounds from the struggle ,even though you have lost some parts of you in bits and pieces , I want you to know that you wouldn't have been the kind of lovely you, you are today , had the circumstances been any different.

And I also want you to know that tomorrow will not be the same as today , that the chain will be shorter , that the struggles will be lesser.
I want you to know that you will not always be as lonely as you are today, that you will get back some if not all of the lost parts of you,
I want you to know that the stars one night will see you with somebody you can call your everything.

Till then why don't you sleep through the nights with that dream in your eyes ?