Dear little kiddo,
You have never grown up.
You have always loved the rain because you were never allowed to play in the rain.
You have always brought a chair out in the patio with a cup of coffee during rainy days just to pamper the amniotic tranquility that you feel as you stay indoor during a thunderstorm.
You have always loved to listen to the roaring sound of thunder and watch the immense trail of lightning as you find them intensely beautiful, dramatic and romantic.
You always had those hard times passing standardized exams because you never had a standardized mind.
You have always loved Math, but Math hates you.
You used to sleep in the night with one big book beside your pillow, which pages you randomly flip on to read on a daily basis, Webster’s Unabridged Dictionary.
You used to disappear from most family occasions, gatherings with friends, and from the rest of the world, as you prioritized the figures that should reflect on your Transcript of Records.
You have always believed that there’s a time and place for everything, and it’s called “College.”
You have always earned the taglines weird, nerd, different and freak, because your fields of interest were never the same as of the others.
You never compete instead, you always love to be different.
You never go where the crowd goes, for being in a group usually bores you.
Most of the nights, you lock yourself in your room as you play pretend that you’re in front of a class reporting about the new idea that you just read from a certain online article.
The unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat always leave you with awe.
You have always forgotten the details that you just heard from your most recent conversations as you always occupy your thoughts with the details from those conversations that interest you.
You are always seen by the others as “head-in-the-cloud” type of person as your thoughts always wander in mid-day trancé.
You have always paid attention to the hypothetical conversations that keep rolling in your mind.
You have always loved to talk to the character that you created.
You have always wished up on the craters of the Moon instead on stars.
You have always loved to sing in the shower.
You have always loved to eat when no one’s watching.
You have always loved to watch Walt Disney Classic cartoons and Disney Animations.
You easily forgive yet, you hardly forgets.
You have always given everybody the benefit of the doubt.
You have always believed that there is goodness in everybody.
Your heart never hardens as your temper never tries.
You have never grown up.
Stay the same.
I love you just the way you are.
Your present self