You
trust the mail man to carry letters,
but you don’t believe the words that escape my mind
I’d cardboard box every memory
& wrap them with ribbons
To tell you I miss you.
Who cut the power lines,
That we lost the electricity running through our veins?
Crowded thoughts flooding my mind
Like overflowing papers in a letterbox
& I’m spilling confessions
Wanting to see you again.
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