I’ve written to you several times.
Words that could tear you apart.
That could make you bleed.
I’ve buried several letters, you know.
**
My hands reached for you,
when you were searching for someone else’s.
You held mine anyway.
Just as easily as you let it go today.
**
Why do you lift up my spirits?
Why do you make me believe?
Just to go.
Stay for a little longer,
Hold me till dawn comes to greet us.
**
My 27th Contribution to NaPoWriMo
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