A letter from Mar 25, 2025

Dear FutureMe, I realized that I have been writing about my goals so far and never truly about 'love'. I am 21, so lately this has become a topic that kind of makes me feel miserable. I am constantly trying to be seen by guys that I do not know quite well neither do truly like. I do not want to end up alone even when I know there's all the things that I can feel written for me, whatever one might call it; the old age curse, the prophecy, midnight rain... However, there's also this quite hopeful feeling that I can not seem to wear off - as if there is truly a guy out there in the world. Our stars are slowly aligning and my life is a constant parallel to his, we are tied by the invisible string of fate and time is coming. I can sense it - maybe this is why I am so desperate, more than ever as if the time is truly close. However again, you do know how far and how much I can dream. I think this is only something that time can tell but oh, I so can not wait. I hope when you open this letter - what you have is someone true and someone that is like a electric touch for your heart. Someone just... real and there and totally worth the hope and belief. God has giving me things that I thought I could never have, God has his own ways and I feel like I won't be disappointed when you read this. And if he is there when you do, how are you? Who are you? Someone I know? Someone I've never met before? What colour are your eyes? Your hair? What do you like? What do you do? Are you my muse, just like Kieran and Morgan, are you the spark that makes me want to write more than anything else? Are you someone that cares about me? Celebrates my birthday? Holds my hand when I am shaking inside? Wipe my tears, kiss my lips and make it all okay? Are you there? Please be. Please. If not, I just hope that my book is nonetheless finished and I am ready to become the next JK Rowling. Future is unknown but I hope it is promising.