Dear future me
I hope you survived this version of me
the one who carried storms in her chest
and called it breathing
and you don't feel the same weight as I do now
like every thought is like a stone in your pocket
pulling you deeper into your own mind.
I hope your wind is just a breeze now
not a tornado ripping through your ribs
the way it is tonight
I hope you've found the love you deserve
the kind that doesn't make you flinch
the kind that feels like safety and not fear
I hope that you aren't as scared of love as I am
not running from it like its another disaster waiting to happen
I hope that your problems aren't so loud anymore
that they whisper instead of scream
that your solutions come easy
like answers floating to the surface
instead of sinking out of reach
and I hope when you look back at me
you don't feel embarrassed or tired of who I was
I hope you feel proud
because this version of you
was just trying to survive
Jan 18
Jan 18, 2026 at 12:35 AM UTC
Dear future me
I hope you survived this version of me
the one who carried storms in her chest
and called it breathing
and you don't feel the same weight as I do now
like every thought is like a stone in your pocket
pulling you deeper into your own mind.
I hope your wind is just a breeze now
not a tornado ripping through your ribs
the way it is tonight
I hope you've found the love you deserve
the kind that doesn't make you flinch
the kind that feels like safety and not fear
I hope that you aren't as scared of love as I am
not running from it like its another disaster waiting to happen
I hope that your problems aren't so loud anymore
that they whisper instead of scream
that your solutions come easy
like answers floating to the surface
instead of sinking out of reach
and I hope when you look back at me
you don't feel embarrassed or tired of who I was
I hope you feel proud
because this version of you
was just trying to survive
