11:05, Love
Mar 16, 2024
An unsent letter
The weather is warm, and I wish you were next to me, holding me tenderly. I love you so much, my babe. I know this sounds cliché, but I wanted to write this poem in order to try to show you that you mean the world to me. I couldn't care less about money or riches, as I have been poor all lifetime. I crave love, because despite growing up surrounded by people, my heart was always lonely. Sounds way too simple, but sometimes, that's the way truth is.
