The Neutral Letter (The Letter W)

Dear you,

you know who you are,

a shining star,

a talented light,

my best friend.

I cannot deny it,

It's what I must face,

your annoyance,

your hate;

you don't love me.

You never will,

I get it now,

but do you care?

No, 

not enough,

what I am,

what I can be,

it's nothing to you,

never enough.

I'm only so much.

I started below,

then rose to the surface,

now I am trapped.

Emotion,

action,

always there.

What am I really? 

Just there?

Existing at all?

I am,

but never in the eyes I seek.

Only that icy stare,

deceiving,

and fair.

I chased and chased,

I wandered and paced.

You brought me hope,

then pulled it away.

You lied and lied,

and lied again.

So I cried,

died,

and was denied.

Now I'm done.

I seek warmth,

compassion,

to be heard,

to know truth.

I cannot get that here.

We will be friends,

I'm not of the best.

And until the end

I'll be there,

I won't rest,

I shall receive nothing.

That's all I'm good for,

so my mind chants.

My mind knows,

the heart loves,

hurts,

hates,

unwinds,

kills minds.

No more!!

You will be there,

she will too.

They all will,

but so will I.

I shall be the chipping paint,

spilled ink,

the background.

All I can do is help,

but you won't take it.

I care and always will,

as you will be my friend,

but there will be something gone,

different,

changed.

You are not my knight,

my desert rain,

the night to my day,

nor my the hug in my pain.

Yet you aren't,

the blocking of the sun,

the plague among people,

the ache in the heart,

or the seam to my life.

I am here,

even if you're gone.

But you won't hurt me again,

never again.

You shall be in the center,

on middle ground,

no boundaries,

but never on my dark side.

Sweetest dreams,

and best realities,

me.

See?

I really don't lie.