26 November 2012

may twenty-third.


I hope you move on quickly and I hope you forget about all the moments we had together because sometimes remembering hurts more than forgetting. I hope you meet a gorgeous girl who isn't a wanderer at heart, and I hope she likes the same music as you and I hope that she never forgets how lucky she is. I hope you realize it's okay for you to be angry at God, and I hope you understand that not everything you've been taught is true. I hope you go on at least one big, rebellious adventure. I hope you find a friend who you feel comfortable being sad around. I hope you take off in the middle of the night on a road trip, or eat nothing but ice cream for a week just because you can. I hope you have lots of laughter and the good kind of nostalgia. I hope you visit all the places you've wanted to go and I hope that someday you swim in that pool in Belgium and I hope you finally escape this town. I hope you do something important and I hope you're passionate about life and I hope you do something honest that scares you and I hope that no matter what happens, you're happy.

these words are six months old and still make sense to me. 

9 comments:

  1. this is good. this is so good. it strikes a lot of memories that i don't necessarily want to remember, but i think i should remember, anyways. i think this is very true. i love it.

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  2. this is true and heartachey and beautiful.

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  3. .............

    In other words. No. Nevermind. I have no words.

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  4. gosh, Katie, why must you toss my heart into a puddle of feels?! this touched my heart. and I know this is so close to your's. beyond beautiful.

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  5. The only words worth holding on to are the words that will take you back to the moment they made sense no matter how many months ago that was. I had the chills when I read this. I'm handwriting this post and tucking copies into the book thief and TFIOS and jellicoe before I return them to the library. I'm going to tell them to tell you I sent them here. And that you are the best.

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  6. This was so...true. It made me ache. And almost cry. Just because it pulled on my heartstrings and made me revisit feelings.

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