deandrelatrice's Letters
There’s something deeply isolating
about feeling
all alone
alongside someone tethered to your heart —
or instead, perhaps, your soul.
Late December,
when the trees are blanketed
in fresh snow,
the cold, harsh tone of a loved one
doesn’t quite suit the warmth
and childlike nostalgia
twinkling from the Christmas tree in my peripheral.
You “…read more
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