Letters to U

Dear,

Difference; a great word to bear

The void separates you from me: this nothingness

I fear

What will it take to bridge this gap

But in vain have I devised thousand maps.

How can I cross this chasm when there’s nothing to hold.

A leap of faith is the last hope.

But what is hope when it’s lost?

How can I reach you when you are not waiting on the other side?

When I am not in the vicinity of your sight!

What if I’m lost in the¬†middle of my flight?

What if the distance is too long and the chasm too deep?

I may scream all I want

While you are unaware of my need.

But I’ll still stretch my hand towards you

Maybe you’ll look back and reach out to me.

 

Someday . . . yours,

Jenny

 

 

 

 

 

//This letter is the property of a close friend of mine//