Just like the shoelaces,
You and I are twined together.
Close proximity binds us with eternal bliss.
Our eyes can not hold tears,
Even in the fear of being parted.
We often fall apart,
Only to get criss-crossed with each other once again.
The rhythm of your heart lulls my wretched soul
While you long for my everlasting touch.
Just like the shoelaces,
You and I continue to exist for each other.
YOU ARE READING
The Letter I Never Sent
Poetry'speaks the death of regret of things~ unsaid and undone'
