Monday, October 29, 2007

Dear Unknown.

For this letter goes unspoken.



You have created me to be.
You allowed the walls to be crumbled
that surround this heart.
For it is you I care most about
and it is you that I would endure
the most pain just for you to
have an ounce of happiness.
The drought in my soul has now been removed
and I.
I am filled with life.
You have become the definition of caring.
Carefree.
You have become my definition for happiness.
Because without you,
there wouldn't be anything to smile about.

Even though I write this to unknown.
You who it is written to. You will know.
I have become a better person because of you.

Because without you
I am noone.
But with you,
I am Em.