Dear Memory.
She said that hatred is unhealthy. So I need to write this out for you.
To keep calm.
She's wrong.
How can this calm me if it just serves as a reminder that I'm sending this to someone that left early and came too late?
Turn every pages wet with tears.
Fold them. Turn them into paper planes.
Taking each and every emotion as its passenger.
But love doesn't have a passport.
And my letter never reached heavens.
YOU ARE READING
Novels Not Long Enough (Poetry)
PoetryShe believes that even short phrases are novels. Like, "I love you." It was made up of multiple chapters in a person's life. Acted by a list of characters. There are problems and resolution in every parts. Just like a novel. Like novels not long eno...
