Everyday,
I'd write letters to you.
Daydreams
Orbit thoughts as I
Dreamt
How you'd receive them-
Though
Except you never would
'Cause
Each night I'd fold them
Up
Like notes and swallow.
Down
Like rain and snow,
Forever
Cold and I'd pretend how
My
Stomach wasn't churning,
Your
Heart wasn't breaking,
That
This pain between us
Didn't
Exist at all.