my mind is a mess

of thoughts and texts

of love letters and feelings

that never digest.

not sure who this is for

but i'll still write some more

hoping it'll draw

a past lover to my door.

never written a rhyme

so i guess this is a sign

that i need to stop keeping

myself so confined.

this poem is unfocused

but not altogether hopeless,

since i was pretty

mixed-up when i wrote this.

so here's my love letter,

meant for whoever

comes along and makes

my life a bit better.