Hey, I\'m writing a letter, and it\'s for you.
I\'m sorry I forgot your name, but your face feels familiar.
I don\'t know when or where we met, but I think we both know we both knew.
So I\'m writing this letter, and it\'s for you.
I have one main point, and I won\'t make it long — because I know you\'re already skipping lines.
It\'s not okay. It won\'t be alright.
You have a hurricane going on in your mind.
Don\'t tell me I\'m wrong — I can see it in your eyes.
You\'ll probably have to swim across a sea, climb a mountain maybe.
I know you don\'t think it will be fine.
I don\'t think it will be either.
But I can tell you one thing:
I love you. I see you.
And I know that everyone sees light at the end of the tunnel.
Because every cave has an opening and an exit.
If you don\'t have an exit, go back — it\'s fine.
Sometimes we have to take two steps back to take one forward.
And there\'s nothing wrong with that.
An ocean has many secrets.
A cave has many turns.
Life has many chapters.
But it\'s okay if you need to go back and reread a page just to pass a test.
That\'s why we have second chances.
Don\'t be afraid to be a step behind someone else.
Because the best books are longer.
The best books we want to reread.
The best books we might need a recap for — just to continue the story.
That\'s all I wanted to tell you.
I hope you understand. But I love you. Don\'t forget that.
— Inner Hope
P.S. Listen to thoughts that haven\'t been said.