This is the first letter
I’ve written to you since you left.
For a long time,
I couldn’t even hold a pen.
Saying I missed you
felt too little,
and everything else hurt too much.
I started this letter over and over,
and without noticing, summer arrived.
There are days that go by
without me thinking of you.
And others,
when your absence cuts through me
like cold wind on skin.
I’ve made new memories,
with other people.
And though I laugh,
I know that with you by my side,
it would’ve been more beautiful.
Still,
as the days go on,
new and good things
keep blooming in my life.
What I mean is…
I’m learning to be okay.
And I hope that you,
wherever you are,
have found peace.
Goodbye.
P.S.: I carry you with me, but I let you go.
YOU ARE READING
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