Have you ever had something you wanted to say to someone but you can’t? Whether you can’t reach them or you just can’t stomach the thought of reaching out to them? Well, that’s what this poem is about, ’cause I have a lot to say but I can’t quite reach you.
For you.
I wrote a letter
Knowing you’ll never read it.
And I set fire to it
Hoping the wind would whisper the words
As it blew away the ashes
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