To the future you... do I still know you?
To the future you,
I don’t know where you are right now… or maybe I do.
I don’t know what kind of life you’re living… or maybe I’ve always imagined it.
I don’t know what your boyfriend looks like (hopefully good-looking), or what kind of friends you hang out with now (probably still not the cool ones).
Do you still love cats, or did you finally become a dog person?
Do you still sing the way you used to? Remember how much you loved it?
Do you still dream? What are those dreams about now?
What are you chasing these days… besides money?
What kind of songs do you listen to now?
Still obsessed with retro music?
What about movies (still love the ones with major plot twists and bittersweet endings?)
Remember how we used to dream about travelling the world?
Have you finally gone somewhere beautiful?
You were always such a responsible girl… are you still the same?
Do you have a big canvas now, or are you still painting on those tiny ones?
I hope you are still you.
And I keep wondering… am I somewhere in your future too?
— From someone who knew you before the future did.
It's a letter I wrote for my friend who is moving away. Please give me honest thoughts and suggestions to improve it.