When I wrote you a love letter,
Everything was holding me back
Too many forces--
My skin divorced from myself
All that was left
Was a skeleton walking on its own

Picking up a pen…
Was it ever this hard?
Writing what I felt…
Every word should catch you off guard

Since I’ve scared you off,
Should I try again?
I’m full of worry that I can’t amend
My fowl play

Who knew that ink
Could erase all our precious moments
Who knew that time
Could make us each other’s distant memories

I think I’ve felt enough
Reality’s given me first class seats
Hope lingers and that’s what keeps
Me loving you…