Day 15 – An Ode to the Impossible

An Ode to the Impossible

I could write you,

A thousand love letters,

And it wouldn’t mean a thing.

Closed books and pressed roses,

Phone calls and that smile I know so well to mean butterflies.

There are so many things I wish for.

I have a talent for finding the impossible. 

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