Every letter to you,
I stowed away.
Didn't send it to you,
'Till this very day.
Kept all my writing,
Close to my heart.
Not sending them,
Allowed you a new start.
Many years later,
You're by my side.
I've forgotten the letters,
That I did hide.
One day I open,
A box in the back.
There's letters to you,
I see through the crack.
I take them out,
Read them one by one.
I put them back again,
That sadness is gone.
YOU ARE READING
Emotional Amnesia
PoetrySometimes when I say "I'm okay", I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, "I know you're not". I have felt like this many times in my life; as a kid, teenager and as an adult. I have seen many things in my life and felt even more...
