Dearest Ophelia,
I write a second time
I like how you liked the last first line
But this one is sadder
More obvious.Since I feel my woven words
Were far too tough
Did you catch the feeling?
See the mask that shields, unyielding?
I wish you knew.
I wish you could see my breath hitching
At any chance of losing you.
My dearest Ophelia,
You're my best friend.
And I miss you.
Unknowingly or otherwise,
You helped me through my toughest time.
And I can't seem to say it outside of poetry,
But right now I'm quite lonely.
I wish I had you here with me
To sit and chatter through each day.
I've said before - our distance grows
Don't make me think that you don't know.
I'd love to hear your voice again,
My friend.
So I'll say it loud and clear
Ophelia - God I fucking miss you.
~ Red.
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