Teach me how to love for I do not know how to love.
My heart is as cold as ash, dampened by the heat of hatred and the storms of selfishness.

Teach me how to love or I might be lost to the world, where there is no solace for a girl like me.

Teach me how to love, or I am bound to the unpleasant memories of yesterday, tied to the monsters of my dreams.

Teach me how to love or I am slowly fading away, remembered by no one.

Yours,

A. W

August 28.