Dear, x
I'm writing this in bed you once slept
Craving for your sweet presence again
Longing for you to come back home
Not her house but our home the one me and you shared and watch tv and ate popcorn
The one you left and the girl who you left wailing at the door screaming your name
Come back home instead of her house
The same house guys come in and out of when you're out for work
The same woman who I hear is good In bed
But last time I check the number of men you've slept with
Doesn't make you worthy to have him
So I'll do the honors and take him back
Sincerely, M
YOU ARE READING
A island and a man looking for shelter
PoetryLetters to a man, whom will never receive, nor will i ever send.
