My Broken Letters To You

Spelled as Broken (Book 2 - What happened in between the years)

I wrote to you every minute, of every day. I wrote to you in my thoughts, in my dreams and even in my nightmares of what we have become. I wrote to you in the way I looked at you, in the way the bittersweet taste of your name would roll out of my tongue. I wrote to you the way I would love to kiss your lips, the way I would have wanted you to take me in your arms. I wrote to you the way I would have wanted you to love me again. I wrote to you because I love you. I wrote to you because you have drifted far away, and I wrote to you because I knew I couldn't say how I wanted you to stay. I wrote to you, every single day, every tear, every thought, every rhyme, every song I sung. I wrote to you hoping that you would read, that it would reach you. Too bad things don't work that way, so once again, for the nth time today, I write to you.

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