letters i never sent; wyatt oleff

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Dear Marisol,

I feel like a new person. I feel like my soul has been cleansed. A weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I don't know why I'm telling you this. It'll probably hurt you like you hurt me. Maybe I'm telling you this because I'll never send this to you. I'll put it in my mailbox, and pull it back out. I'll run upstairs and search frantically for an empty box. I'll find one, and gently place my letter. It'll eventually be filled to the brim with letters I never sent. Letters saved for the day, we meet again.

-Wyatt Oleff