My letters to you are one you must never read,
It’s impulsive, jarred and sincere,
yet could never justify your sensibilities.
you are a person so far beyond description,
that I can never write about you,
even though I want to scream it out loud,
I could never articulate what is it about you,
I do not trust my words and letters,
they are conflicting, like your feelings,
but I want to write about you,
your dark past, your soft unspoken voice
that trembles at the thought of my attention,
but it will never be a satisfying descriptive of you,
your simplicity is a complication for I cannot comprehend it,
my letters for you are the ones you must never read,
because I write too much about you.