My letter to you. (Put into the “free-verse” category because I don’t have a prose category.)
smile when the sun shines on you.
it used to be us. now, it’s just me.
they are unwanted. so they are spurned.
forgive me, for my sins cannot be removed by mortal breath.
it doesn’t stop hurting just because you’re older.
but i’m still alive.
a white lie, pale with implication but silver with morals.
i dislike eros (cupid)..
frustration – a shade less red.