Love Letter to Myself

I’ve rebooted this.

The Boundless Agenda

Dear Jasminder,

I’d like to let you know that I’m supremely uncomfortable doing this. My insides are churning and I can’t bear the thought of my music quieting down enough that I can hear my thoughts. But I digress…

I know that you’re bitter. I know that you’re angry. I know that you’re afraid. You don’t have to hide it from me. I’m not here to tell you the right one will come and I’m not here to tell you to stay open to love.

I know that you’re tired of walking off the pain. Your mask keeps darkening by the day and it worries me. You keep saying that you only wear it for fun now, but I wonder if that’s really the truth.  Just promise me that you won’t give up on the person underneath.

I know that you’re afraid you’re broken for life. All those knives in the…

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