somedays I would like to write you a letter written in pencil, handwritten.
to sign it with an unknown name Silvia or Martha, or Agatha maybe.
In the letter nothing of importance, except maybe the changes I see in you.
The way your neck changed, it is slimmer.
The way your voice changed a little,
it found pace, something it was looking for
Your tired eyes.
Your love of life and light and desire, not ever directly expressed verbally.
the way I feel like myself, more when I am close to you.
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