words instead

this letter that i hold,

speaks a different language today,

tells many different things,

than what i read years ago.

it emotes some love

which i refused to see,

cause i was looking

for words instead.

listen to me now,

i was looking for a bond too,

a connection, which was

so aptly crafted, captured

in this letter,

when i was looking

for words instead.

at this hour, i sit still,

drowned, overwhelmed,

wanting, to

bring back the time, to

say different things, for

a chance with the past,

to tell you

that the words don’t matter,

when all this while,

i have only, been looking
for you instead.