Love LEtters (a poem)

love letters 

he keeps old letters in a drawer, but he never sends them 

he likes to imagine conversations in his head, but they never actually happen

he tells himself that he’s waiting for a sign, but the sign never comes 

dust collects and time goes on

he holds his feelings close to his chest, waiting for the chance to finally free them

what are you waiting for? 

sure, hold onto the temporality of a letter

but don’t hold on too tightly