A letter,
Just lying there,
Unopened,
I can only stare.
My heart pumps,
My face turns red,
It’s for me,
Wonder what he said.
Hands fumble,
I open the seal,
His writing,
A warmth I can feel.
He asks me,
If I am okay,
How am I doing?
What to say…
Short and sweet,
The letter ends,
He said “Yours always”,
*Reads again*
~Bri~
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