At first he was fascinated
Like a little boy on Christmas who just received a new toy
But just like all new things
They turn old when something new comes along
Just like me
I tried to get you back
Because I genuinely missed you
But all you cared about was my body
But I listened to you
Every sleepless night you had
I was there with hopes that you would love me back
But you never did
YOU ARE READING
Letters to the Anonymous
PoetryEverything that you're feeling, I feel it too I'm you just on another screen Read your deepest thoughts here And soon you'll see me too
