it seems to be
impossible
to find someone
i want and need,
much less
find someone
who wants and needs
me too, but
i’m a patient person
and i’m hopeful that
someday,
somewhere,
somehow,
my other half
is waiting for me tooi just hope it’s in this lifetime…
© Letters From Alex
A room without your voice.
What a terrible sound.
I used to make up
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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.
We all make msitaeks,
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one of them.
I’m so grateful
we never had much
in common.I’d hate to hate
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things I used to love
before I loved you.
In the Present
Whoever I’m writing to–
past or future lover,
I wish you were here.
Green
The color of forests
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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.
The only way
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I can describe
the way you left
is like,
throwing a ball
for a dog,
just for it
to return to
nobody there.
I envy
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the eyes
that get to
see you
every day.
Your heart
is a living
piece of art.
Don’t kill it
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if someone can’t
understand it.
