An amateur writer once,
Fell for you
She ain’t keep those proofs of your presence anymore
But you still live
In every unsent letters that she wrote
In between thoughts and attempts
To erase you clearly
You won’t ever read it
But they are easy to summarize
“I was so wrong
I’m sorry.”
“I saw moonlight today.”
“And I think about you less than yesterday.”
“By now, you must be more okay.”
"And I'm also, no longer astray."
Street lights at 6 pm
Brought her back to her old life
But deep down, she knew
She kept on repeated the same mistakes
“I wanna say until then,”
But maybe you’re just one of those parallel lines
“I didn’t mean to”
But sometimes, some words better to be left unsaid
Some love better to be enjoyed alone
Until it fades away, until it’s irrelevant
“This is maybe the least letter.”
“I finally find me.”
