Dear Alex, of our freshman year,

You do not deserve this pain.
The pain he has inflicted- Yes,
You admittedly hurt him too,
But you do not deserve the pain he has given unto you.

You do not deserve the suffering that she has given,
For the threats upon your life,
The hours spent wondering what you did wrong-
Baby you did nothing wrong.
She just doesn’t accept you
And you scare her
And so she takes it out as anger.

You escape her, darling,
I promise.
It has been a year since you moved out in my time,
And you are doing so much better.

Life gets better.

Little me,
Life gets better.

You go and buy new binders,
Ones that fit as you gain your weight back,
You start finding real friends,
Find a real lover.

You lose a lot of people as time goes on.
But you learn to let go,
Move forward,
You learn to be okay.

You have people you have to stay for.
People who love you.
They help you.

It’s going to be okay,
So, so soon.

You’re going to be okay.
Sincerely,
Alex, of our junior year.