the letter of promises


And we'll walk down city streets we don't know
Playing songs we don't know the lyrics to
Awkward, giggling, smiling randomly, because we can
You'll look at me, and pause
And I'll say curiously, "What?"
"Nothing," you'll reply softly,
And look away
Into nothingness
Nowhere.
And in these nothings you'll steal time 
To stare at my cryptic eyes
And maybe, just maybe
My damned soul.

Treasures you hope to find
Are not locked away
Inside any chests
Or hearts.
Unravel.
Ease in.
Breathe out. Sigh.
And please, oh please
Let yourself dream a miracle.

the letter of promises
Written by Yash Raj Talan

[note to self: conversations are important]

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