- Me: /Spends an hour writing message
- Me: Oh fuck I actually just sent that.
- Necessary, however. Now bedtime.
The Message
I wrote you a letter
you will not receive
It pertained to you;
it pertained to meIt was a letter of care
I threw into the sea—
tides ripped the pages
and I just let it beAt first, I was sad
(now I am happy)
that the note is gone—
a deleted memoryI just hope you found
joy in somebody
while solemnly I sit
thinking of “we”
Yeah you’re afraid of what you need,
If you weren’t,
If you were,
I don’t know what we’d talk about.
Water colour portrait
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(Source: jamjars)
Arms envelope, for making your own paper friends.
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