d e a r v i o l e t
today, i watched you sleep. and it was beautiful (you are beautiful).
the back of your eyelids are the lightest shade of l i l a c, and the edges of your lips curl up ever-so-slightly into a smile. you smile almost cheekily, as if you'd flutter open your eyes and mouth "gotcha" at me, as if you knew i was watching.
as if.
as if you'd wake.
(why is it so hard to remind myself that you will never wake from this eternal sleep?)
c h a r l i e
YOU ARE READING
Dear Violet
Poetryd e a r v i o l e t all the letters i wrote that you'd never get, the words i penned that you never read; of all the shades of you.
