Dear 2016,
How are you? I really cannot predict the answer. We are here at the end, and wondering what made you create such a year. A year of tragedies, a myriad dreams shattered. Dreams. I have completely lost faith of my childhood belief that dreams come true. thanks to you. Of promises broken. How effortlessly you shattered the pictures you so clearly painted. Tears. Those sleepless nights that drenched the pillow covers. The little rains that so beautifully camouflaged them. Goodbyes. I stop here for I have no more words to express.
Dear Reader,
In case you are reading along and wondering why my post is in such a tone, then thank you. Because you are the reason we hang on. You remind us that those dreams shall perhaps come true some day. You prove to us that promises shall perhaps fall in place. You demonstrate that the tears shall be answered. Our question on goodbyes shall remain...
Dear 2017,
We welcome you with open arms, with no expectations. 2016 has taught us to be unconditional. So we ask you to give us only what we can bear, because we do not want any more strength of any kind. or any more lessons. We've learnt enough.
thank you 2016. welcome 2017.
Fears,
Hopie
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