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Letting My Walls Down


Dear boy,

It’s been ages since we last spoke

You may have found your perfect girl

While I still wait for my Prince Charming

Yet, in the middle of the night

I grab my waist, imagining your hands holding it

I graze my lips, imaginings yours covering mine

I feel my heart ache, imagining you feel the same way

In school, I wonder where you are

Did you pass your army training?

Have you changed your habits?

Do you think of me?

I never told you how I felt

I loved you

And pushed you away

I needed to protect myself

From your tendencies to wander

You had a habit of hunting for others

But if you die, somehow tomorrow

I wonder if I’ll be

The fleeting thought you never forgot

Because that’s what you’ll be to me

 
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