"Ink from the Future, Tears from the Past"

Dear Little Me, I know you were lonely. Even in rooms full of people, you often felt invisible—like your voice didn’t matter, like no one really saw you. And the one person you loved the most, the one you gave your whole heart to… they didn’t treat you the way you deserved. I know how much that hurt. You gave so much of yourself, hoping they’d love you back the same way. But instead, they used your kindness, your loyalty, your innocence. I wish I could go back and hold you during all those nights you cried yourself to sleep, wondering what you did wrong. You didn’t do anything wrong. It was never your fault. You were a child learning what love was—and you gave it so purely, so fully, even when it wasn't returned. That kind of love is rare. It’s powerful. And it’s not something to be ashamed of. I see you now, carrying all those invisible scars. I know the silence you kept. I know the ache you buried so deep just to survive. But you made it here. Somehow, through it all, you held on. You kept loving, even when it hurt. You kept hoping, even when the world tried to break you. I’m so proud of you. You didn’t deserve that loneliness. You didn’t deserve to be used. And you sure as hell didn’t deserve to question your worth because of someone else's inability to treat you right. But I promise you this: you are no longer alone. I will never leave you behind again. I will speak up for you, stand by you, and love you in all the ways you should have been loved back then. You are safe now. You are cherished. And you are healing. We’ll keep walking forward, together—with tenderness, with strength, and with the love you’ve always deserved. With all the love you were once denied, Me.

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