Today I wrote a letter to no one, and I've never felt better.
It went like this:
Dearest Friend-
There's so much about you I don't know.
I don't know your favorite color.
I don't know your best friend in the whole world.
I don't know your hardest subject in school.
I don't know what passes through your mind when your eyes glass over.
I don't know what you want to be when you grow up.
I don't know what you think about before you go to sleep at night.
I don't know when you're sad.
I don't know if you even care.
I don't know if you even know me.
I don't know if you talk about your problems or if you keep them in.
I don't know if you HAVE any problems.
I don't know how you act around your friends.
I don't know how to tell you how I feel.
I don't know how to tell you anything.
I don't know if you love yourself or not.
I don't know if you'll read this.
I don't know if you'll toss it away without a glance.
I don't know anything about you, dear friend.
...But I'm willing to listen...
If any of you want to write your answers in comment boxes, I'll have the next entry your responses!
-Much love from a 'dear friend,' Chelsea <3
YOU ARE READING
Can You Hear Me?
PoetryPoetry by me-all original-about life, death, and everything inbetween. COVER ART DONE BY: WattMadchen1 Thank you so much! PHOTO BY: Me-edited before she did. I own the rights to original photo. :) -Chelly