A Department of Unsent Letters

The Department Of Unsent Letters A room cluttered with words left unspoken Letters to those who walked away Some joyful, some broken Among them lay A pink envelope. Opened it carefully, gently The red seal, lost in a sea of letters "To my world" it read "No longer mine, for your forgiveness, I plead Stay happy wherever you are, remember My ink will forever bleed for you". In folder 67, a letter to a love that never was In the depths of her heart, Hundreds of messages she couldn't send. Emotions locked away, stories untold A life with him unlived, a love that faded. Stumbled upon a glossy red note A letter to the ghost whose silence haunts A promise they made, a promise to grow old A longing to relive moments, blood on the yellowing page. A dead letter office of hearts Where a message come to life, but never departs. The graveyard of unsent letters, My heart's unspoken address, where love in shattered pieces still resides.