Poem: Future Self

Dear Future Self,
 
The next time
you reach for martini #3, 
remember the night 
you rode home drunk on the train
and threw up in your purse.

And Future Self, 
The next time
you have expectations, 
remember all the nights 
you waited alone,  
and the words that hung in your imagination,
longed for but never said.

Please Future Self, 
Eat your vegetables. 
Walk a lot, moisturize, 
and do all those things your parents and grandparents
told you to do but never did themselves.

Oh- and Future Self, one more thing:
The next time
you have the opportunity to take a chance--
to dance or not dance, love or not love, 
leap or not leap-- 
remember the saddest words in the English language are 
If only... 

And then boogie away,
open your heart, 
and leap with abandon into the unknown.

Do it for your Future Self.

Love, 

Your present self.

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