Sienna.
Oh, Sienna, I hope you would’ve looked just like me, but please, don’t have the same story as me.
I want you to have a happy life, without thinking of the cost of having a dream. I want you to love who you want to love, without wondering if it’s meant to be.
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I hope you’ll be what you wanted to be, and I hope you’ll go wherever you wanted to see. I hope you’ll wish for a love just like your pops gave me, the kind of love that makes you feel safe enough to just be.
I hope you’ll never have to make your dreams smaller just to make them easy, or stop yourself from wanting something just because it won’t come easily. I hope you’ll ask for what you want without thinking you’re asking for too much, and I hope you’ll know that being loved should never feel like a price you have to touch.
I hope you’ll have a home that feels like somewhere you can always stay,
and people who will love you even on your worst days. I hope you’ll know when to hold on, and when to walk away, and never stay somewhere just because you’re afraid of what people might say.
I hope you’ll see the world without thinking about what it will take,
take the trip, buy the book, make the choice, make the mistake. I hope you’ll have enough room to be selfish, to be young, to be free, to become someone completely different from who you see in me.
Oh, Sienna, I hope you would’ve looked just like me, but don’t be just like me. Take the good, leave what hurt, and write your own story, baby.
