Gemotions

He found it tucked away in an old photo album, a letter written to his younger self. The words were a plea for courage, a warning about the choices he would face, and a desperate hope for happiness. The script was messy, filled with youthful insecurities.

He sat on the bed, the familiar words stirring the dust of years. He had ignored the advice, made the mistakes, and now, he was adrift. His chest felt tight, constricted.

The letter lay open in his lap, a painful reminder of the man he was, and the man he never became. The ache inside would never go away. The weight of his failed dreams, suffocated his soul.