the letter

one of many sad letters. short, but kind of release for me. i'll be posting often.

Dearest J.

My thoughts are battered. My mind is cold. My heart is black and my body is blue. I try not to think of the things we said. The things we did. Even if it doesn't show, it still feels like an acid peel is stripping away my insides. I thought of your eyes today. The crystallic green that warmed me like no clear day ever could. Though my love for you is withering, at times like this I cannot help but remember, and with the memory comes crippling pain. And in this way, you will always be with me.

Tiffany