To my future self.

You don't know it yet,
But you will break; hopelessly.
When he tells you he loves you,
You say it back.

To my future self,
Image will never matter,
And don't take the high road;
The latter.

When he kisses you,
Take it in, breathe him in.
Because it'll be the last of him.

I wish I could tell you it gets better,
But that would be a lie.
To my future self,
Please get help.

Those feelings aren't normal,
And maybe it could've been seen sooner.

To my future self,
Don't fall under his spell,
Instead; fall in love with yourself.

Things might be scary right now,
But I promise you,
We do make it out.

The storms almost over,
Breathe, relax your shoulders.
I wish I could've told you sooner,
To my future self,
It's not over.
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