Letters Never Sent

Dear friend,

There's an envelope with your name
on it, sitting on my desk with
a half-hearted letter of congratulations
typed in size 12 font

In the back of my cupboard, buried under
a notebook or two and tucked
safely in an unmarked shoebox
is another letter that is hidden
from prying eyes.

And yours.

It's a letter about ending friendships
and laying blame; of late nights
when we used to talk about everything
-and how everything's now changed.

Signed with fragments of my heart
and a 'wish you well', it sits like a rock
at the bottom of the ocean. One day
I'll pluck up the nerve to hand it to you

(but not until we've fallen irreparably,
irrevocably apart.)

Love, always,

me.

28.11.08