Dear Sheryl,

                 

I'm sorry for not being able to keep the promise i made to you. i promised not to cry but i did today. i promised not to hurt you but somehow i managed to...again.

i promised you that i'll trust in God's plans for me. But there's this sickening fear of whether God's plans are somewhere similar to my own.

But Sheryl, you're strong arent you? You survived so long. You grew up. You learnt to thank your pain. You opened your eyes. You saw who your true friends were. You shared your mother's pain. You took their burdens as your own. You stayed up till they fall asleep. You stayed up to watch over them. You held dear the hearts who broke yours. You prayed for them without their knowledge. You prayed for them when they told you that it was pointless. You loved the people who took you for granted.

Now why is it so that you are unable to love yourself?Why can't you be a little selfish? Why cant you do the things you want to do without considering the feelings of others?

Why cant you enjoy your life? the worst has tide over.

why do you feel empty sometimes?

You're beautiful Sheryl. cause your heart is.

You loved unconditionally even when circumstances discouraged you to.

You're not like every other person.

You know how to feel a person's joy.

You can understand their pain, their worries.

you're different sheryl.

but you're lovely just the way you are.

start believing in that my dear

yours truely,

sheryl