A Letter to my Estranged Love
By: Kristen McVicar
Writing…
How I miss you so
You’ve always been my escape,
My way of turning what I can’t control
Into something I can
I live in the worlds
You let me dream of
More often than I live in my own
Yet lately both seem impossible
I don’t want to be living in this world
Full of hate and misunderstanding
I’d rather put my own spin
In my controlled environment
But whenever I bring my pen to the paper
My drive disappears
Even writing this feels so forced
I’m not myself without you
Without you, I lose a major part of me:
Creativity
Please come back…
I need you