It will get harder before it gets easy,
Broken hearts can make your stomach queasy.
Love will come and go like silly fruit flies
Friendships aren’t always never ending ties.
People are mostly good and kind
Though some will make you wish you were blind.
Life will throw darts, and curve balls galore,
Duck you shall most of it, but some will hurt you to the core.
Some moments will pass, some you’ll want to hold on to.
In the end it will all add up and guarantee a very special edition you…
– a letter to my younger self