LETTERS I'LL NEVER WRITE

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I thought I would try and write about you, because maybe that would help me, but I couldn't find the words. I guess when you took my breathe away, you made me forget every word in the English dictionary too.

I tried to write about that night I stared at the stars through your sun roof while we sang along too your favourite song, but there's no such word to describe all the beauty that was contained in the sky that night.

I tried to write about the way your lips felt on mine when you were trying to tell me you were sorry, though you didn't know what you were apologising for, but how do you put pleasure down on paper?

So I tried once more to write about my feelings towards you, but the paper remained empty, I guess that's how you make me feel.