For our anniversary I wrote you a love letter,
Because we were apart and couldn't be with each other,
So I wrote down all my feelings, in a neat little story,
And told you about how you changed my life for the better with all your glory,
I sent away the better part of me,
So that it could remain in your humble hands until we could see each other again,

But somewhere our wires got crossed,
And you decided that it was too much,
So you ended things with me before the better part of myself I had sent to you got there,
I wondered for weeks, had you opened that letter,
And sometime after I forgot about it, I heard through the trickle of friends,
That my love story to you still sits in its envelope, gathering dust in a dark corner,
And you have not opened it to see my words that I had crafted together for you,
You have not opened all my hard work, and my dedication to you,

I know that my letter, and the better part of me, is sitting somewhere out of sight,
And I know that in time, when you don't care anymore,
You will stumble upon it and dispose of it without a second thought,

But all that I ask of you,
Because I know you will find this,
Is that you open that love letter, and see what I was wishing for in time,
See my words and my penmanship, crafting together, everything that I was unable to tell you,
All that I ask of you, is for you to open my letter,
And finally release the better part of me,
Because I have been wandering through these unknown halls,
Waiting for her to be released.

EMW.