letters.

did the letter i sent reach you? i know it's old fashioned but the pen splattered the ink of my soul across that torn page i know i could've texted it you but those feelings don't hit the same. i want to give you the world, the earth, the moon, the stars i'd sit and bask in torture to talk to you for a little while. the flowers in my heart bloom only for you but don't forget to water them i don't want to lose you too. my feelings are your own yet you do not reciprocate this craving feeling the twisted love of fate. i wish for you and i long that you love me too. so reply to me on that letter i may sit around and wait forever.