Sunday, October 2, 2016


I've completely stopped physically writing

letters to you.

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Now they are all penned more eloquently

in my goddamned head.

Only you wouldn't know that,
would you Dear? You just couldn't
find it in yourself to stay.

Or even read the few

that actually made it to you.

- - -

I've stopped writing letters to you

almost completely.

- - -

But I guess this is an exception,

isn't it, Darling?

'Cause it's been drafted in ink
salt-stained and tear shaded -
just like you believed my heart would be
if you stayed around any longer.

- - -

I've stopped writing letters to you

or maybe, I've just destroyed the evidence. . .

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