#TheUnrequitedLove

I sat down to jot down,
not with the pen
but with the pain.
The book is my heart,
It's letters are my fantasy.
An requited love...
An unanswered questions.

A pain so deep
burning the pages,
letters, flying away with ashes,
This is how love crashes

Years have past, unspoken
love for you still remains, unbroken
come and give in,
my faith in you will be unsunken.

Do not walk away
my questions will die unanswered
for I have only one and I must ask,
" Can you stitch my book"?


#writco