"letters ill never send"

YOU.

You. Yes, you. I am writing this for you.

I know you are reading this. 
And I want you to know I am writing this for you. 
No one else will understand. 
No one else knows. 
They think that this is for them. 
But it’s not. 
I am writing this for you.

I want you to know, life…it’s hard. 
Every day can be a challenge. 
It can be a challenge to get up in the morning. 
To get yourself out of bed. 
To put on that smile. 
But I want you to know, 
that smile is what keeps me going some days. 
You need to remember, 
even through the tough times, 
you are amazing. You really are.

You should be happy. 
You are gorgeous.

I know that the weather might not be perfect. 
You might have to turn your back to the 
wind or feel the cold nipping at your nose. 
But you know what, at least you 
are there to feel it. 
At least you can enjoy the sun’s 
warm rays on your face. 
Or that cold February wind 
biting at your cheeks. 
You know what that means?

You are alive.

Everything will be okay.

~ Letters I'll Never Send ~

well said Bob, well said.

               

  You may not be her first, her last, or her only.

    She loved before she may love again.

    But if she loves you now, what else matters?

   She's not perfect, you aren't either,

       and the two of you may never be perfect together

        but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice,

        and admit to being human and making mistakes, 

          hold onto her and give her the most you can.

        She may not be thinking about you

          every second of the day, but she will give you a part of

     her that she knows you can break her heart.

          So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyze  

        and don't expect more than she can give.

            Smile when she makes you happy, 

          let her know when she makes you mad,

          and miss her when she's not there. 

                                                                                                   -Bob Marley