is it time to say see ya later?
i think it is.
i'm tired, a.
i'm tired of your mom not letting you talk to me.
i'm tired of my mom making me not talk to you.
i'm tired of trying to fight for something that isn't mine.
aren't you tired yet?
tired of hearing me say i miss you?
tired of hearing me say that i love you?
hearing me say that i need you?
haven't you grown tired of fighting for me?
i've said once before that we're just taking the long way home, but maybe this road leads to nowhere.
maybe this road is leading us somewhere far away from each other.
it definitely hasn't led us together.
i just wanna go back to where we started.
to the sunlight.
we're just holding onto memories.
something that might never happen again.
you're haunting me, a.
YOU ARE READING
~ Letters To Her ~
Thơ cai miss you. these are my letters to you. i love you. lowercase intended this story is meant to not rhyme even if i consider it poetry