A letter from November 4th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, I dont know if i would alive to read this letter but ive come this far and is still going strong though there were some speedbumps throughout the journey i still moved onward .the one i thought was made for me was just a thought i made up in my head fuelled by raging hormones and fantasising movies .I spent most of my youth depressed because of her .no not her it was me who was at fault i put her in a pedestal she didn't want to be in and put all my hopes and wishes for her acceptance i was not ready for a reality in which she wasn't a part of my life but now I'm finally becoming free I'm slowly breaking away from the shackles I've created for myself im finding myself in newer ways, ways i knew never existed and when im finally done i should say i am proud of myself .and you are my idol amal you will be stone that will complete its cycle into a diamond you will be the one to overcome if not the first to arrive but the surest you will be complete you are the best one in this whole universe