Once teared at the seams,
now sewed and renewed.
Imperfect yet perfect,
they way it always was.
Lying awake
head filled with thoughts,
thoughts of the near future.
What will it hold?
What will it be like?
What will happen?
Hands itching to write.
That's what he did,
he grabbed his pens and paper,
and poured his heart into a letter.
His letter to the future.
YOU ARE READING
The secret
De TodoIf you fall, fall into my arms. Come and fall, break down your walls and tell me you love me one time.
