Good Morning / Good Night

Dear the rest of my life,
I know, you’re probably
shocked to hear from me but
hear me out. because
in this moment, there are about
48 million seconds
until the rest of my life,
and you’re probably thinking,
“aren’t you terrified of me?”
but here’s the thing, my dear
future, you have something
I don’t have.

Dear the rest of my life
(since I don’t know
who else to write to),
I had a dream
last night.
the kind of dream
that gets caught in
your throat, the kind
you have to untangle
from reality. caught
somewhere in between
bitter and bliss

Dear the rest of my life,
isn’t it funny how
sometimes
you seem so close,
so overwhelmingly close
I think I might throw up,
and other times so far
away. it’s hard to imagine
I could ever be
that.

Dear the rest of my life,
it’s me again.
it’s funny how much time
I waste wishing,
wanting,
and doing
nothing,
feeling lost and yet never
trying
to be found.

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