I'm sorry. I'm truly really sorry to have disappointed you. The dreams you once had, the hope and excitement for the future, all gone. The world is nothing like you thought it was going to be, life isn't as easy as your mother made it seem. I'm sorry I didn't protect your heart from all those boys who didn't deserve even a second of your time. I'm sorry that I broke you for screaming false statements about your body, about your personality. I'm sorry that I ever made you doubt yourself.

I miss the way you would run down the streets carefree, the laughs you shared with the world and the smiles it brought to others. I miss the made up games you would play, the imagination you once had. I miss your careless self, the one that didn't care about boys, about what other people thought of you. I miss your passion and ambition towards your dreams and goals. Most importantly, I just miss you, my inner child. The soul that's going to live on even when I can't.

Lately, I've been so lost in my own little world, between my broken love life and responsibilities. But for the last couple of days, I've been trying to get you back. Because whether I realize it or not; you are the love of my life. No one else but you, the little girl I used to be. No one will ever love me as much as you did. You have helped me glue back together all the broken pieces of my heart, of our heart. I'm strong because of you, I have faith and hope because of you.

This is for the little girl I used to be.

Love,
Jen