A Request.

I think I just need a letter.
A real letter, on real paper.
In an envelope, with a stamp.
Just a few thoughts,
"I'm fine, baby, how are you?"
A few dreams and ideas.
Something that you want to share with only me.

Just so I know I'm breathing. Just so I know that you care.

Just so I know I'm not the only one.


  1. I know what you mean; people seem to be in their own worlds...at least that's what I've experienced lately. The thought of a handwritten letter brings sweet nostalgia, to know that someone took the time to write it and mail it without obligation.

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  2. Trying to piece together your story in my head through your writing is fascinating. I feel like even though I don't know you, I know you.

    This post makes me really want to write you. There's something so personal and meaningful about a hand-written letter, I honestly can't remember the last time I received one. And I worked in a Post Office for a year!

    Keep on smiling, and when you're feeling down, read Excerpt 51 :) x