Dear Lover,
Thank you for teaching me that
I should not stay mad or upset
At people who would not shed
A single tear after my death,
That I am not to waste my breath,
Over people who do not deserve it.

Dear Lover,
Thank you for teaching me that,
I should not be sad or depressed
When Mama gets mad or upset
Over me not eating or getting rest,
To not leave her troubled or in sadness,
For I might fall to some kind of illness.

Dear Lover,
Thank you for teaching me that
I should not judge myself too much,
That the face I flinch to in the mirror
Is a face that is life's worth
A face that I should always love
And its worth, I should not rip off.

Dear Lover,
Thank you for teaching me that
I should not chase after feelings
But first and foremost after my dreams
That even if it is harder than it seems,
To the little girl I was, cheering for me
I must give it my all, most definitely.

Dear Lover,
Thank you for teaching me that
There is always going to be an end
To a once beautiful beginning,
That life itself must have an ending
Far from what we all are hoping for,
But I'm grateful for these lessons, my dearest lover.

(𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 8𝒕𝒉 𝑺𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒎 𝑱𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍)
© Filia💞