Postcards From Down the Street

I remember her:

the girl who melted her own heart

and poured it into the contents of a bookshelf,

a girl who always put more trust

into everyone else

rather than herself,

you were a girl so desperate to hear the words "I love you"

that you said them over and over

hoping someday they would boomerang back to you,

hoping they will boomerang back

and tie up the frayed ends of your own self-image;

imagine

for a moment,

if you didn’t feel like you had to say

"I love you,

I love you,

I love you"

over and over again

because the only time you could hear those words

would be in the echoes of your own voice,

and even then,

they wouldn't be true,

because

you

don't

love

you.

Someday, maybe,

but until then,

I will continue to bring you mac n cheese

and coloring books with pastel pencils,

because I know you like the way they look.

I will send you text messages

reminding you I have your back,

and I will make you playlists

with your favorite songs

for the perfect soundtrack;

I will personally call Mother Nature

and ask her to paint you rainbows

because you like the way the colors ombre

and I will call her every morning

to ask for golden sunrises

and soft rain.

I will hand-craft you a mirror

that paints you in perfect light

and every night

I will write you postcard letters

full of positivity and promises.

I will pour my heart into them,

so much so

that my words will barely fit

and I will press love into each postage stamp 

before sticking it.

I will tell you everything,

and every word I write will be true

and I will sign each one

with the words

“I love you.”

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About the Author

Hi, my name is Sarah and I’m a senior from Florida! I’m an author and I have a free writing workshop. I also run a free high school resource organization called Simple Studies. In my free time, I like to write, bake, and talk with my friends. I’m a Staff Writer! You can find me elsewhere!