I don't know what to write here.
Whatever I have written may or may not make sense.
May be some phrases or song lyrics I heard from somewhere.
But these are from me.
From the soul living inside me,
Which was onec ripped apart from my body and broken like tiny shards of glass.
I am now nothing more than just a hardened shell.
But I am here.
I am me.
And that's who I choose to be.
The ME to YOU.
— your soul sister
YOU ARE READING
Dear soul sister,
PoetryWords I want to tell my soul sister. Words which are never enough to describe our bond.