When I wrote you a love letter,
Everything was holding me back–
Too many forces
My skin divorced from myself
All that was left
Was a skeleton walking on its own
Picking up a pen…
Was it ever this hard?
Writing what I felt…
Every word should catch you off guard
Since I’ve scared you off,
Should I try again?
I’m full of worry that I can’t amend
A fowl play
Who knew that ink
Could erase all our precious moments
Who knew that time
Could make us each others distant memories
I think I’ve felt enough
Reality’s given me first class seats
Hope lingers and that’s what keeps
Me loving you.
This poem was written/submitted by Faradae Renner.