A reminder from the future self

Hey Jerrin
Tomorrow is a turn in your life
A love longed for years
A dream lived in every sleep
is to come true tomorrow.

When your quartz struck one
under the noon sun
A confession is made
below the oak shade.

Her eyes might flatter you
Her smile might please you

For she truly loves you

For me, as I stand
years later
tomorrow is still a dream
For I cycled back home

Leaving her and the smile
below the oak shade.



A response to the poem 'Relationship advice to a younger self' by Aditi Rao
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