Dear X,
You set me off free.
Into the wind and off to the skies.
But you stayed there waiting for me to return.
Which I never did.
Now, I set you free, moving on.
Which you never did.
Love, Y
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Unsent Letters
Poesia(#2 IN POETRY FOR 4 DAYS / TOP 10 FOR 114 DAYS) Just a collection of unsent letters/notes to loved ones. Written based on true events. X can be anyone, Y is always me. These poems are also one-shots. One of my most personal works ever, for all piece...
Letter 11
Dear X,
You set me off free.
Into the wind and off to the skies.
But you stayed there waiting for me to return.
Which I never did.
Now, I set you free, moving on.
Which you never did.
Love, Y
