Sometimes we ask ourselves questions we already know we cannot answer. Did we make it? Were we ever really afraid? Would the boy we used to be recognise the person standing in his place now?We see the world differently at every age we live through. A ten year old and a thirty year old can stand in the exact same room and see two entirely different lives. This book is what happens when those two people finally meet, not as the same person separated only by years, but as two people separated by everything lived in between, every experience, every loss, every quiet moment that shaped one into the other.Letters to the Boy I Was is a conversation between who you were and who you have become. It moves through wonder, through the certainty only childhood can afford, through the first doubts that arrive uninvited, through disappointment, and slowly, patiently, toward something that resembles peace. Some of these poems remember. Some imagine a meeting that never technically happened, a grown man returning to a bench by a river to sit beside the boy who has been waiting there his whole life.This is a book for anyone who has ever looked at an old photograph and felt the strange ache of recognising themselves in someone they no longer are. For anyone still carrying a younger version of themselves who is owed an honest conversation.Sit down. He has been waiting.
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