Dear old friend
It's really been a while.
I thought you weren't ever gonna be seen by I.
What a detriment it would be?
I've then experienced sonder once you left.
Even now life is still sombre
Or mine at least.....again sonder.
Not to say much but when is your return?
I'd understand if you have your own life now and I should too
But how when with every step I gather courage to take I fall into the cracks you left
You are what breaks me each time so how do I live like pridian's pain is all imagined?
YOU ARE READING
WORDS NEVER SAID. LETTERS NEVER SENT
PoetryWords I said and letters I sent to the moon hoping they would be delivered to you because I am too scared to meet you
