And even though I was convinced you needed to know,
I just couldn't send it,
couldn't let my vulnerability shine through,
I had sealed it with a kiss,
with the lipstick I wore when we first met,
all the things I never said,
the absence of these words put us in a state of perpetual turmoil,
sent us spiraling down into the abyss,
looking back now,
I wish I would have told you more often,
all the reasons i never showed my feelings,
never let my true colors come into view,
why I never let you in,
all on this wretched piece of paper,
and now,
I couldn't even send it,
cowardly nature getting the best of me,
and now I fear that it's too late,
my bumbling cowardice holding me back,
letting me lose the greatest happiness I have ever known.
And here I stand,
alone on the rooftop,
staring down at the envelope which contains my innermost thoughts,
even now,
as I let it blow away with the wind,
thoughts of us suffocate me,
if you are meant to know,
fate will find a way.
Author notes
not great, but it's the best i can do...bit of writers block
A contest entry
- The letter that never arrived. by withoutlove13.
450 points, ended August 27, 2008, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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well the only way to get rid of writers block is to keep saying pointless crap till it makes sentences, and you are making sentences my deary
Sincerely,
Eggeh
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this was really good!
i really enjoyed reading it
it was captivating from the beginning
best of luck in the contest
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well it seems like your thoughts were a bit scattered but none the less it was a personal, great write.
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srry, not to make excuses but wikkid ADD! i write one thing then i think of another one and write it whether it fits or not!
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good...
I know what it feels like. Tell me did you know I would have swam the ocean for you...
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no i didnt, and im sorry...but you know it wouldnt have worked
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