Dear Self
Dear Self,
Thank you for tolerating the kid in me. You’ll always be that 16 year old teen. The cute smile, the way you bend your head while smiling, the love you give unconditionally, the way you put efforts to make things work, the way you care deeply and everything that you have done, seems like you do it for yourself; for yourself to be happy and content. You celebrate others, their wins and their success as your own, like you won it. You are anyway happy. You radiate positivity. Sometimes, I wonder if you are a magic or something. You put yourself last and still be happy with little things. The amount of patience and persistence that you put, makes me admire you and trust me, your self love, was my way of falling in love with you. I love you.
© Moody Monk
#life #musings #letter #love #selflove #microtale
Thank you for tolerating the kid in me. You’ll always be that 16 year old teen. The cute smile, the way you bend your head while smiling, the love you give unconditionally, the way you put efforts to make things work, the way you care deeply and everything that you have done, seems like you do it for yourself; for yourself to be happy and content. You celebrate others, their wins and their success as your own, like you won it. You are anyway happy. You radiate positivity. Sometimes, I wonder if you are a magic or something. You put yourself last and still be happy with little things. The amount of patience and persistence that you put, makes me admire you and trust me, your self love, was my way of falling in love with you. I love you.
© Moody Monk
#life #musings #letter #love #selflove #microtale