- 𝘓𝘦𝘢

I lit a few candles for the girl I used to be.

and let the night take what I no longer needed.

somewhere along the way, I became someone she would’ve dreamed of.

though parts of her still follow me like a half-forgotten dream.

so I made a wish for the versions of me I haven’t met yet.

and raised a glass to every version that made it this far.

I asked the cards what comes next.

but I already know I’ll have everything I need.

the rest can remain a little mystery.

here’s to 25 — whatever kind of magic you have waiting for me.