What should
I tell you?
I hope you
read this? This letter
That I have
written with faith
Without
humor, but full of doubt.
Should I
expect that you will read this?
Or will you
throw it away,
Or put on
top of the chair,
There
forgotten, ignored?
What I
should I write here?
That I love
you? I’m not sure yet.
That I miss
you? Maybe.
That I hope
I fall for you?
I’m already
halfway there.
But I’m
trying so hard
Not to fall
all the way.
What should
I expect from you?
Flowers?
Love letters?
Or your
earnest words
Telling me
not to write anymore?
Or maybe
write you more?
How should I
react?
Sometimes, I’m
afraid I would
Care too
much. You, too little.
What should
I imagine?
You falling
for me? Telling me.
But the
cloud over me keeps
Reminding me
that you have
Too much to
care about me.
I do not
doubt my worth.
I just doubt
that you might
Not see it
and not care at all.
The ink is
drying quickly.
I continue
writing like this,
I continue
writing like this,
I continue
writing like this,
I continue
writing like this.
What should
I expect from you?
Love me, as
I almost love you?
#RM
#WFYSeries
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