Old letters written in love
or in the anguished pain of heartbreak
I would hide them away
but I sent them to you -
written confessions of my soul
that you hold prisoner.
There are some I secret away
letters that I never sent
but can't bring myself to destroy -
even reading them is a trap.
Each a reminder of every time I tried,
every time we chose differently.
You found those old letters.
I wonder if you tossed them
or put them away for future reading.
-Zero
