10 minutes to a lifetime

 I wish someone would pay attention to you when you were 5, about how proud you were with your drawings. 

I wish someone asked you earlier on whether you were struggling with math, and help you to get through it. You were only looking at numbers and screamed for help, but all they saw was you’re doing okay at school..

I wish they knew how it felt to be invisible among other beautiful girls in your teenage years.. it was okay, and it was hormones that popped in your skin. And that you were always pretty and neat among the other teenage girl. 

I hope someone told you how to dress and how beautiful you were in whatever you’re wearing. Really.. it wasn’t about the fashion choice, you were always beautiful. Even when someone said your knee should not be exposed because it looked ugly? Well you were and always been beautiful from head to toe.

You wore that body insecurity.. until you learnt to live with it peacefully in your own way. Such a strong girl. 

And then you realized that you wanted validation, you thought having dreams and goals were great because when you achieve them, you would get the validation you’ve always wanted. 

I saw you. Working hardly for it, from night to night. From mockings, insecurities, but you still aimed for it. You aimed for it like a shooting star. 

I remember you went home

I remember you walked inside 

I remember it was a heartbroken day

I remember you did not achieve your goal at all

It was not even close. 

Someone should’ve hugged you that day. You were crushed, someone should mend your broken pieces. But those around you were not able to - as they were unfamiliar in mending broken pieces

You went heartbroken

But still trying to forgive those who did not understand how to care for you 

Until you know it was you alone, who should be taking care of your pain. 

Since no one was telling you anything, here’s some word for you that day:

You are a very smart, brave girl, with all the qualities. Nobody got it like you. Your steps, your moves, it was all a bold one even you intimidate your surrounding with your confidence. It is very bold and everyone inside the room can feel it. 

You were never fail - you are closer to see who you are as a whole - not to impress, not needing any validation. But to come as you are, as your true self with your curiousity that shapes your natural intelligence. 

I have always loved you, for who you are. 

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A letter for a little girl who needed it. My days has not been the easiest as I am now a mother of two, and it has always came up to my mind on why I can’t deal with failures accordingly, other than blaming myself?

Writing this letter is all I need. I wish I could hug her. 

Love,

C