More Than A Letter

You exist as a letter

That sits up on my shelf

As a series of words

I have to tell myself

So I don't have to face

Your beautiful lines that I can't trace

Or the things we shared

Memories, how they fade, just like the color in your hair

This is the day we're moving on (every letter echoes it)

From the emptiness I sit in since you've gone

And it's been a year

And every couple days

I think of three words

I never got to say

But they'll sit in the stories

That we'll both write

Of a being with brilliance

And another lacking might

This is the day we're moving on (every letter echoes it)

From the emptiness I sit in since you've gone