I used to make up© Letters From Alex
scenarios in my head
of what it would be like
to see your eyes again.
Of all the ones I imagined,
the worst just had to happen.
I’m so grateful
we never had much
I’d hate to hate© Letters From Alex
things I used to love
before I loved you.
Whoever I’m writing to–
past or future lover,
I wish you were here.
The color of forests© Letters From Alex
and the color of your eyes.
The color I’m so brave
and so afraid to get lost in.
The only color I love
and hate at the same time.
I envy© Letters From Alex
that get to
Have you ever been told how beautiful you look every morning?
Have you ever been told how selfless you are even when you’re being selfish?
Have you ever been told how your smile can light up the night?
Have you ever been told how special you are even when you feel so ordinary?
Have you ever been told a lie?© Letters From Alex
If we lived© Letters From Alex
in a world
I would look
in your eyes
what you see
He actually made an effort to visit me.
We talked, and he told me he needed comforting.
His eyes looked like they were filled with sorrow, but I didn’t ask why.
Instead, I gave him what he wanted, no questions asked.
We held each other’s hands.
We stared into each other’s eyes.
We smiled, awkwardly.
I hugged him and he hugged me tighter.
He didn’t want to let me go.
That was the best feeling to feel.
There was a lot of silence.
I could just hear his breathing
and his heart beating.
I didn’t need anything else in this moment.
I was finally intertwined with the person that makes me happiest.
The same person that makes me forget about the world outside this embrace.
We stayed up all night.
We weren’t bored.
We weren’t tired.
We were just… happy.
Don’t regret the things you do.
Regret the things you don’t do.