Dear Future Me

Dear Future Me

By the time you read this, I will be gone, no more to exist, Because the “Me” in this very moment through a timeless expanse, That Me..is a work in movement. The “Me” in this moment through space and galaxies, That me, evolves by every second that passes through me. So, Future Me, consider this your last night with Me, for tomorrow, I will be someone else, someone new, someone brave, someone beautiful, eloquent, someone whole, completely changed.  Consider this your last moments with me, for I am dying to self even with every word thatI speak.  I mean, Yes it’s painful, and yes it’s sad, but there is no other way, For such is the law of time, where in this infinite portal called life, moments could never collide. So, “morning me” does not have the freedom of choice to hold on to “last night me”.  Morning me has also never been given the choice to let go either…See the choice is not mine, not yours, not his, not hers, well it’s never been up for discussion, This has been decided before time even had a face, or hands for that matter, So tomorrow I will be changed & transformed into the next moment. Tomorrow morning I would be changed by the dreams that I’ve had last night, Changed by new thoughts unlocking new levels in my mind, And old versions of me has to die, in order for me to exist in the now. So, future me, consider this my last breath to take, and um, while you’re at it, why don’t you go ahead read me my last rights, as I close my eyes tonight. I guess it was never meant for me to meet you, It was meant for me to become you.