To who it may concern,
Life is temporary and death is necessary. However, you should not live just to die.
We need to live for the simplest things that make us feel so intensely.
Live for the way he says your name and live for the way her heartbeat
mimics all of your favorite songs. Live for the heartbreaks and for
the healing that follows, there will always be healing. Live for the
hate that you hold for those who have done you so dirty. And live
to learn to let it go, to find relief when you are able to forget it.
Hate does nothing but weigh you down. Live for the way tea tastes
early in the morning but also for the rush coffee gives in the middle
of an endless night. Live for the drunken talks at 3 a.m. with the boy
who may never love you back but do not forget about all of those who
you were incapable of returning love to; live for them too.
Create all of the memories that those on their deathbeds regret
not sculpting themselves. Live to love, not to create some
metaphorical "mark" on the world that will eventually fade
anyway. Live to make the world a little more beautiful. Do not
live to make yourself a little more beautiful to the world, that
with patience, will come on its own.