The Letter

I have this letter I read everyday,

I wrote it to remind myself why I left  you that broken in a way.

 

I had a feeling I would doubt my plan,

When I do I read the letter about the broken road we destroyed w/our last stand

 

This letter I hold dear to me now,

I hope one day to let it go as condolences to our vow.

 

The letter keeps me close to you without letting you near

A widening gap evident when I witness your sneer.

 

The letter saves me from being drunk on your smell when we meet,

Its a constant reminder of our defeat.

 

It saves me now but I fear one day that will turn,

And I will regret all I did when I feel the scar from the burn.

 

Coldness shivers up and down my skin waiting for your last stand in misunderstood rage,

I don't blame you probably deserve it causing most of your furious days.

 

Its hard for me to unfold all the good and bad to resent you for what we lost

The letter shows me focus as the cold snow starts to defrost.

 

Exposing us to new people, things, and a way of life.

Paying the ultimate price.

 

The day is half gone and I read the letter again,

A simple reminder to what we once had, never will have again, and hold close to my heart while it mends

 

John P. Esparza Sr.