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Thirty days ago, we began the relationship of penpals
I thought it was distinctly unfair to ask that of us
Because there are no stamps that go where you are
And you don't have any pen or paper to write on.
Still, it was better than nothing and for thirty days
We practiced trying to communicate with each other
I would tell you my stories before going to sleep
And I never heard you answer save for my dreams
I'll admit that for the first five or so days
I thought the whole thing was pointless
I was too sad and too lost and besides
Our post lady was always late
So how could she ever have reached you?
Then some days I would forget to cry
And I would smile and laugh and play
And then when I remembered, it all came back
And I felt guilty for not remembering your name.
After about fourteen days, things only got
A bit easier because it was busy
But when the empty shadows reached out to me
I remembered your name and I cried.
I tried to write you a story the other day
But I got lost after 'Once Upon a Time'
The prince never reached the princess
And then the page got soaked with tears
I never said it was a good idea.
Today I finally went up to see you
It took everything I had and the day was bad
It was cloudy and dark, but there was no rain
I sat by your eternal bed and told you stories
And for the first time, I think I realized
That we could be penpals, you and I.
When I left with a new friend in tow
It began to rain and I felt as though I should cry
But then I remembered, you always liked the rain
Because the day after it rained, everything got green
So this was your way of saying 'don't cry dear Mia,
I'm here with you still; in every blade of grass
In every drop of rain, every star in the sky.'
Dear Penpal,
I hope this reaches you in heaven....
I thought it was distinctly unfair to ask that of us
Because there are no stamps that go where you are
And you don't have any pen or paper to write on.
Still, it was better than nothing and for thirty days
We practiced trying to communicate with each other
I would tell you my stories before going to sleep
And I never heard you answer save for my dreams
I'll admit that for the first five or so days
I thought the whole thing was pointless
I was too sad and too lost and besides
Our post lady was always late
So how could she ever have reached you?
Then some days I would forget to cry
And I would smile and laugh and play
And then when I remembered, it all came back
And I felt guilty for not remembering your name.
After about fourteen days, things only got
A bit easier because it was busy
But when the empty shadows reached out to me
I remembered your name and I cried.
I tried to write you a story the other day
But I got lost after 'Once Upon a Time'
The prince never reached the princess
And then the page got soaked with tears
I never said it was a good idea.
Today I finally went up to see you
It took everything I had and the day was bad
It was cloudy and dark, but there was no rain
I sat by your eternal bed and told you stories
And for the first time, I think I realized
That we could be penpals, you and I.
When I left with a new friend in tow
It began to rain and I felt as though I should cry
But then I remembered, you always liked the rain
Because the day after it rained, everything got green
So this was your way of saying 'don't cry dear Mia,
I'm here with you still; in every blade of grass
In every drop of rain, every star in the sky.'
Dear Penpal,
I hope this reaches you in heaven....
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