Letters to January (4/31)


The Black Sheep

Dear January, school wasn't as bad as we all thought it was.
It went quite well despite all the dramas and conflicts from last semester.
I promised to not mess things up and make sure I achieve that.
January, father told me to not study blindly and relate everything with a key.
The real problem is how and where is this lock that needs this key to unlock.
Decision making was never easy and I'm trying so hard to breathe without hurting anyone.
Dear January, my friend and I exchanged gifts today and both of us screamed so loud,
because we're both really happy.
Listing every moment in the Happy Jar.


Dear January, he's a good friend.
It's such a shame that humans will always be one step back in realizing someone's worth.He apologized for being a pain in the ass for the last few months,
and that dear January just broke my heart into pieces to how he was really being treated.
It's alright mate, we'll see you when we see you.

We all have reasons to act and behave the way we present ourselves.
I wonder what was yours when you behaved that way.
What were you feeling inside?
Behind those shades and under that skin of yours,
What were you thinking when you said you can't do this anymore
while running your fingers through your hair?
You can. Your view about love is wrong honey.
Accept that it's not love that caused pain your chest but it's the
fact that you can't fight loneliness and independence all by yourself.
Trust me you will love yourself more when you realize how much you've been 

missing out while having all these suicidal thoughts killing you inside 
when all you could ever do now is to be fucking happy.