there is noise everywhere,
silence does not exist in my world, and neither in yours.
there is hate everywhere,
it runs in my veins and it is what keeps your heart beating.
there is light in our eyes, everywhere,
etched upon my skin and decorating yours.
i write this letter to you, my heart,
for i feel everything everywhere when i look at you.
this is a letter of infatuation, everywhere,
i feel it in my bones and you feel it in your smile.
this is a letter i write to you
in hopes of a cure.
- to her
YOU ARE READING
growing wings | Completed
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