No Date
Katherine sighed. She wondered when the day would come where her feelings for him are long gone. She decided to put her heart on paper and grabbed a pen.
It took her minutes to think of words, only to end up with this letter:
Dearest Monster,
I still love you,
It's okay if you don't feel the same, because I just wanted to tell you
for it to go away.
Please, still be my friend;
after these few seconds
we can pretend that it never happened.
She read it and frowned.
"Who am I kidding?" She asked herself.
"This is foolish. He's a monster; he doesn't deserve the love I've put in this letter."
YOU ARE READING
Mindless
PoetryIn here lies pieces of Katherine's mind. What it felt like to love someone and what it felt to be left behind. She is a wanderer, one who writes poems about her adventures. This is her most prized possession, the Mindless days of her wandering hear...
