With my pen firmly pressed
against the blank sheet of paper,
I bleed out my words.
I paint the sheet with
honest tears,
optimistic love,
and unquestionable affection.
Eventually this letter,
filled with words 3 years deep,
will reach you.
And I will look at you, and,
with my embarrassing bravery,
and shakey hands,
I will place the letter in your hands,
and take a deep,
deep,
breath.