Letter

The box was bleeding. He startled at the sight...

* * *

Wrote another letter,
Again I put it away,
Never could find words,
For what I felt to say,

He walked slowly to the red box, to where all his letters lay; as the cover creaked grudgingly, a heavy sigh gave way.

So many letters,
So many thoughts,
All bottled up inside,
Sad melancholy,
Wild emotion,
A storm kept at bay,

As he put another into the brimming box, a crumpled one he glimpsed. A tear-stained envelope, another tragic dream.

The letter came slowly open,
I closed my eyes,
I dared not see,

What I knew awaited me,

The letter started innocuous,
If only to the eye..

And to the ears,
And to the heart,
And to the soul of mine,

He stopped, he could go no further, he would not let him slip. He slammed the box shut; he turn the lock by key.

Only then he realised, what he had in his hand; still clutched within his fingers, was the tear-stained shape.

* * *

I meant to write more, but again exams...

Its so sad, can't write what I want to...

mMmm...

Still, at least it's something.

;) Gnite

Your ghost is haunting me, who won't it let me be? I want to forget, yet I treasure the memories.