It is nighttime as I stand here
our story hidden in a letter I have written
By my own hand
and although yes It has been long overdue
especially since my last letter to you
But I truly do promise this is all
Part of the plan
with that in mind I take your hand and place said letter in hand
and right before we part way I can't help but pull you in a tight embrace as I whisper
"open the letter once your mind is at its darkest place"
and so then I wait
and even as I do I don't think I'll ever get a response
but even so, I feel it in my heart
You opened the letter now
I do hope my words do not disappoint you
after all..poetry is the thoughts of the writer's soul
that said I wonder what you think of what was written
as I hope the words brought you to tears as they did me