#letter paper

"Would the anger ever fade, did you ever even know me?"

A thought we both could ponder

I never imagined we could fall so free.

Will you ever reach out?

I can't find it in your reality,

Breaking everything I find because it simply isn't you,

In truth I know, realistically,

Yet I find myself awaiting

In this dark damp empty room, I saved you a spot you see?

Though I'm not sure you want it

I seem to have lost the key.

If only I could turn back time,

And stay oh never flee.

Im starving now, there's not much to eat

All I have left is the bitter taste of honey,

We used to talk about cooking together

Creating, try anything, undoubtedly,

But it's at this time the soothing sun had set

And I fell into this room; a mentality.

So here I am, page in hand,

Though it's too dim to read myself, is it an apology?

Please someday hear it,

I'd say you wouldn't care though, probably.

This ink will fade too,

Much like our shared memory

So I hope then you will read this,

This letter for you and me,