This love letter, full of words and feelings, written in my tears and forged from the stars, falls silent in your hands. . .no words echoing, resounding like a yawn through a tireless hall, only silence. . . the greeting of lovers once removed. . .silence.It rolls off our tongues like laughter used to. . . smiles now frame the broken picture. I don't know if I can fill the spaces without you, but I'm trying hard. I wrote it here, see, on this speck of dust. . .I scribbled down our story and then let it blow away with yesterday's reminders. I wrote right there I love you in blood that I shed when I broke open my heart. . .If you look close enough you will see that you still ahve a piece of it. . .I wrote it all down on a piece of paper and then burned it in the flames of my desire. . .I held it to my heart so that ours might be as one. . .In that letter, I wrote the words. . .for always and ever. . .I guess you never saw those words though. . .the ink turned invisible as well as the parchment. . .I wrote you a love letter. . .a love letter sent. . .but not received. . .