To be Strong.

Dear ______,
Hello, nice to meet you.
You don't know me.
You don't know me at all, actually.
So, where have you been?

I play soccer now. . . .
I'm on the dance team and I write for the school newspaper.
I have a boyfriend. He's really nice.
I'm going to college next year and I'm learning how to drive.
I have my whole life planned out.

Does that make you proud?

In a way, I kind of hate you. . . . even though I don't know you.
I think that's why I hate you actually, because I dont' know you.
I hate you for not being in my life.
Why didn't you want to know me?
I'm a great person to know.
I'm funny and smart.
I think we could've gotten along.

You don't know this. . . . but, you taught me how to forget and how to ignore pain.
You taught me how to be strong.

I don't like to talk about you. . . . but I think about you a lot.
I wonder what it would be like if you were here.
I wonder what it would be like to meet you.
I wonder if you would want to meet me.
& I wonder if you think about me too.

But the harsh reality is: We could be sitting in the same room, and I wouldn't know you. . . . nor would you know me.
Just two strangers, that's all we are.