Dear me
I just thought you should know that you won’t be okay for a long while.
It’ll be a long, drawn-out affair; your heart’s not going easy on you, I’m afraid.
Now I know you won’t give up before putting up a good fight. I just don’t know when you will deliver the final thrust. Steady feet, gloves on. I need you to fight on. I know I’ve lost you a little along the way. You need to fight on.
You wouldn’t believe it now if I told you you will be okay one day. But when that day comes, you will. And you will begin to understand all the things you never had previously.
Till then, keep looking out for the sunrise. It’s coming. x.
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