A letter was sent.
A letter was received.
"I love you" is what was written on that page.
It was sealed away in darkness and loneliness, never feeling warmth,
but somehow,
It has found it's way to me.
It grows sweet and bitter, the more I read it.
It also makes me smile and it makes me laugh but it also makes me cry and makes me sad.
I can receive thousands of similar letters from others, but my heart will only flutter when it is yours.
And yours only.
No one,
will ever be capable in making me feel this way.
Only you.
I don't regret most things but I do regret this.
I regret not being able to send a letter back,
A letter that contains all my wishes, desires, and love.
but now, what am I to do...
When I am unable to say...
"I love you too"
YOU ARE READING
Honey
General FictionI decided to write out my most memorable dreams. I will tell you what I dream as much as I can remember. These are my own personal thoughts. Twitter: https://twitter.com/AODPhotography or @AODPhotography
