PrettyLilPussy19
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I wrote a letter once.
My handwriting was awful, worse than it is now, undoubtably due to how nervous I was writing it. Despite the restraints, I poured everything into that letter, equal parts love and hate, need and rejection. Ultimately, I ended it asking for peace during a time that was reflecting anything but.
I folded that little letter up and put it somewhere they would find it.
and they must have found it. Read it. Felt it, unless they really can’t feel anything at all. Maybe they can’t.
Because ultimately, the letter went unanswered, unnoticed, un-relevant. So I keep my letters to myself now, most of my poetry and stories too.
It’s not like a “I’m not worthy of writing” thing it’s more of a “they aren’t worthy of receiving” and I’ve hardly found many people worth opening myself up to since. Soooo. Nope, I’ve never written a true love letter and I’ve never received one either.
Or maybe I have and it’s just gone unanswered, unnoticed, and un-relevant![]()
I bet you write the best love letters.
