Dear sunglasses,
This song came on and stupid me thought about you. I thought about your voice when you sing. I thought about the way you call me baby even though we are friends. I thought about how I could be yours and you mine and even thought I know I would have to share that it would still be worth it. I can't help but think about how I could hold you and we could be something.
Then I remember that we talked about it and how that's not how this story will end. So I sit there trying my hardest to think about someone else. I try to push you out but I can't and I hate it. I hate it because that one day I had your jacket I slept like a baby with it tucked under my arm. I hate that you still have mine and every time you wear it i melt. I hate that I want everything innocent with you but I fake it and make you think that I just want you. I want your cuddle and soft kisses. Your deep words and thoughtful phrases. So here I am in deep thought about you and all I'll say is "hey."
Sincerely, I think about you.
YOU ARE READING
Letters Unsent
PoetryI've always been told that I'm good with words. The main problem is that I don't always know how to say the words I'm so good with. I find it hard to speak so i perfer to write them. Sometimes i write them in hopes it will reach the one it's to. Oth...
