I used to make up
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.

© Letters From Alex
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We all make msitaeks,
but you were never
one of them.

© Letters From Alex

I’m so grateful
we never had much
in common.

I’d hate to hate
things I used to love
before I loved you.

© Letters From Alex

Green

The color of forests
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.

© Letters From Alex

The only way
I can describe
the way you left
is like,
throwing a ball
for a dog,
just for it
to return to
nobody there.

© Letters From Alex

I envy
the eyes
that get to
see you
every day.

© Letters From Alex

Your heart
is a living
piece of art.

Don’t kill it
if someone can’t
understand it.

© Letters From Alex

In Love With Love

I’ve wasted all this time writing about you and all the things I love about you, but I can’t help but wonder of the possibility that I’m writing to my future lover instead, because maybe I didn’t fall in love with you, but I fell in love with the idea of you.

© Letters From Alex

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