Letters to the people in my life who matter, unnamed, unsigned.
i.
You work until you can no longer keep your eyes open, striving to move the immovable, to impress the unimpressionable. Your eyes are heavy, your heart is heavy, the weight of the world on your shoulders is heavy. Don't let yourself be deterred. You are beauty, you are purity, you are everything I wish I was. Be gentle, and work for only yourself.
ii.
I loved you once, a long time ago. You proved to me you weren't deserving of that. Sometimes I want to hit you, sometimes I want to hug you. You never knew how much you meant to me. I'm sorry you never knew. I'm sorry. But I'm not sorry I didn't have to hear your words of disgrace. You are my friend, but there is no love anymore.
iii.
You don't know what you mean to me. I could never tell you. I want to know you. I want to know everything about you. I want to know your greatest desires, your greatest fears, and everything between. But I'd never say a word.
I know you'll never read these, the three people they are addressed to, but it consoles me to think one day, perhaps, they might.
YOU ARE READING
thoughts
PoetryThis is a book of my thoughts. It may consist of song lyrics, poetry (both mine and others'), ideas, quotes, Wiccan spells and culture, and, of course, my view on the world. This book is mostly for my own personal reference, however feel free to re...
