bella cortez

Letters I never mailed : you don't know my name

 

Dear, love of mine
You cross my mind every night
I think about all the love I have
All the love I want to give to you
But see.. you don't see me the same way I see you
So I write these letters in hope that you will read them one day
Maybe then you will know my name
I want to dance with you in the rain some day
I want to wake up in the mornings to drink coffee with you and watch the sun rise in the glance of your eyes
So I write these letters in hope that you will read them one day
Maybe then you will know my name.

Comments2

  • FredPeyer

    How could a man (or woman) not be intrigued, flattered, and ultimately made to see with letters such as this. Beautifully written. Like the last line.

    • bella cortez

      You speak in poetry, thank you for the love!

    • Goldfinch60

      Super write, I hope that love of yours will read those letters.



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