a letter no one:
it may be obvious, but writing letters addressed to no one will only come back to me... as i have nobody to write to. and yet, there is always a place in my heart that longs for something undeniably distant.
i often think about a world without your existence, and i tremble at the thought. would there even be serene skies in my head if i had lost you on the way? i have been seeking you in these roads, but it took half of my life to make me realize the need of something to hold on to, something more important than your heart. have you ever felt that you never truly belonged to a place while at the same time, it's the only place where you could belong? i think no one understands what it means to be stuck in nowhere while time cruelly keeps running out.
even so, live. no matter how useless you feel, even though the path in front of you is not a path but a cliff, live. and maybe then you'll find something worthy of life. something filled with warm sunshine and serene skies, wrapped in the palm of your hand with all the delicacy in the world. so i write to you.
maybe i am my recipient after all.
YOU ARE READING
With love, Luna
Poetrya collection of short pieces and little thoughts from an amateur writer. published march 15, 2022
