Letters To You

Ink

I was so in love and oh was it unhealthy. It's like my heart only pumped when you were around. Love like this is hard to find, the problem is now you're gone, and just like the ink of my pen, it's fading. Everyday i would write your name on my wrist on the same place;  i would always retrace it  but now i'm letting it fade because maybe just maybe my love for you will fade too.