Your s's weren't as curvy today.
You forgot to cross your 7's.
I hope everything is okay.
I hope you know some of the things you do highlight my day.
I like waking up to your goodnight texts.
Knowing that after I was far gone you still thought about me before going to bed.
I look forward to your morning texts.
Maybe some day I'll wake up early enough to say good morning back.
Not every small thing you do is miniscule.
I think everything has a chance to matter.
I hope you remember to curve your s's and cross your 7's tomorrow.
I hope you're okay.
YOU ARE READING
poetry
PoesíaI'm a new writer and I put a bunch of my poems into one story. they do not connect to each other.
