Sunday, March 29, 2009

Oh no, you girls'll never know.

Five months ago today I wrote myself a letter.
At the time, it seemed completely appropriate.
Now, it seems terribly critical.
Iffen I were to meet myself that day, I don't think I would've liked me.
It's strange to go back and read some of the things I've previously written.
Some days it sounds like me, others it's a stranger's thoughts.
Still, I'm glad I write. It makes me remember. And sometimes even though I don't want to, I know that I need to.

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