A Love Letter

c: CrazyFaerie@deviantart

Dear little girl,

It's been a long time since I last talked to you. Time flies fast, doesn't it? You aren't the timid little girl I used to know. That fragile child who easily gets scared of the dark. Well of course, the world is a scarier place. Scarier than the confines of your dark closet. A lot of monsters everywhere. The sad fact is they do not go away even when you turn on the light.

But I see you're braving them all. You stand up straight with your head held high. You are strong with your fists closed and your expression taunting, as if saying "here, get a piece of me". You stand courageous and tough but I can hear your heart thumping. I can feel your pulse gushing. It's alright. Let it be. Everyone is entitled to be scared every once in a while.

I see you're going through a tough time right now. Those unshed tears welling at the back of your eyes. It's okay. You don't have to be strong all the time. Ask for a time-out and cry your heart out for a while. Cry hard but don't cry too long. And as you dry your tears, gather your sunbeams and stand up to face the world again. The world will stop and wait for you.

You always say you can do it and I have always believed in you. I have seen you stumble and fall but that isn't something you should be ashamed of. You are brave. I know you are. You aren't so little anymore. You've grown up, you'd always say. I know. But to me, you'll always be that little girl who believes in magic and fairies and elves and well-spun tales of happy ever afters.

Do not lose that child in you. Do not forget the things that you used to do. If you can, never get tired of seeing the world as if it's always your first time. Continue your habit of stopping in your tracks on your way home just to gaze lovingly at the moon. Keep counting the stars and keep catching raindrops. Chase the clouds, marvel at the colors of the rainbow, and take time to stop and smell the morning air like you used to.

Life is harsh but it gives exception to the people who see the beauty in everything. You can make it through. You know why? Because I believe in you.

It's been a long time since we danced together in the rain or simply sit outside the door watching the afternoon sun stream through the gaps of trees. I hope I could walk barefoot in the sand with you again. Or maybe share a story or two over a glass of lemonade and a platter of biscuits. I know about your life but I want to hear it straight from you.

The world is under your mercy. Keep the dream alive and don't forget about me.


Love,
yourself