Letters From My Past

October 17th, 2018

I had read your name
As it fell acrostic
But it was nothing more
Than a cope to my diagnostic
So I rewrote your letters
Now their meaning is gone
But I know it’s still there
Where it was all along
You were so original
And I was rehearsed
So I took a page out of your book
Because you were well versed
I didn’t know what I was doing
I guess I just felt shameless
When I tried to write my feelings
I left those letters nameless
I guess it was never your fault
But these pencils can’t erase the past
And my curiosity will have to rest
With questions never asked

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