dear xx,
there's something completely rotten about knowing what you want and not being able to have it... only because you don't know how to acquire it.
and that, my friend, is another problem.
i don't know what i want. or maybe i want too much. i want the things i know that i can't have. i want things that i know nothing about.
but isn't that, in a way, sort of refreshing?
i get to learn on the way. it's a journey on its own without even trying to be one. it's an adventure that i'm willing to go through. i am taking a risk by wanting these things, but i just don't know when enough is enough.
i want something, but i do not know it.
and that is just rotten.
yours truly,
me
YOU ARE READING
just unsent letters
Poetryjust letters to certain people that deserve more than just those certain thoughts in my head