Today I wrote a letter and addressed it with your name
Confessing of a love so strong, afraid that you wouldn’t feel the same.
I poured my love into the pen and leaked it on every page
Hoping that you would hear my heart, I just needed to get a gauge.
I wrote of how your warm embrace is enough to fuel my desire
Hoping that your feelings were mutual but not willing to really enquire.
I rambled about late night talks and passion that could warm the coldest night
Remembering how it felt to be loved by you and to be kissed by your golden light
I placed my heart in an envelope and sealed it nice and tight
But couldn’t bring my self to inscribe your name on its cover, so I left it bleak and white.