Monday, April 11, 2016

Accidental Poet

Dear ****,

Sweetheart, you managed to make me something beautiful in a shattered world. You took my heart and completely remade it, just for us. And just before you left you begged me to stay safe even though you knew what my answer would be already. Sweetheart, I felt alive when I was with you so please, please don't come back, I've found something better.

But it was two years ago today that I ran from you outside of the high school library. Two years since the words hung to the fleeting movement and steady flow of people. You left an interesting legacy for today to carry on every year to come.


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