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A Letter
I crave to open my mailbox,
After walking a mile home,
And instead of seeing a hollow darkness,
A single letter is placed gently,
Awaiting for my eyes,
To reveal the secrets you have confessed to me.
And as I read my name,
Written in your sloppy writing,
And tear the opening,
My fingers are anxious to feel the paper you have just felt,
Three days ago.
I unfold the neatly folded paper,
And a scent hits my tiny nose.
"You" I whisper,
Intoxicated by your once familiar aroma.
As my hazel eyes skim down the paper,
They see micorscopic water marks,
Tatooing a trail of tears.
And in that moment,
After I finish reading your words,
I find fresh, small, salty marks,
Dancing with your own.
I finally begin to realize,
You miss me as dearly as I do.
You crave me as dearly as I do.
And you love me as dearly as I do.
-Jessica Lynn Garby
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