a letter to a boy

[sayiblameyou]

hello love, i'm writing you now,
not to tell you to live,
but to make sure you know how:

see you haven't been living,
since i have been gone,
you're moving through motions,
but the motives are wrong.

three years have passed,
and all you can do,
is write out your letters,
in ink black and blue.

but the colors are all wrong,
they should be of dust,
but that's not what matters,
it's not the color that must,

show the way that you feel,
not by living like dead,
but by loving and thinking,
with heart and with head.

life and death go hand in hand,
the breath-taking brevity,
when compared with the span:

infinity's a long time,
even for the deepest shared love,
which why i am writing,
to give you a shove:

you've got to start breathing,
not just for breath's sake,
you still have filled but short years,
love, look what's at stake!

you won't know what it's like,
if you never come out,
the love you now live for,
mocks the love that you taut.

so cry, moan, shake, and hurt,
but 3 years is a long time,
please don't make it worse.

there's life worth living,
just 'round the bend as they say,
please waken to its beauty,
lest its, from you, taken 'way,

before you are ready,
before you have told,
to the others important,
speak reckless and bold!

tell them you love them,
and find love anew,
my time writing draws short,
my words are now few.

just know that i loved thee,
with all of mine heart,
heed all of mine words,
let this be your new start!

farewell now my love,
i continue beyond,
do not fear for me now,
but know that of you, i was fond.