Subtle Coolness · chrono index · alpha index

Addressed to Me

by William Jackson on 2005-10-05

You always write me letters,
And youʼre pleasantly consistent,But the letters you are writing
Are not addressed to me.

After night has ended,
But before the morning breaks,
That is when you write those letters that
Are not addressed to me.

Rest assured, I read them
With eager haste when I roll out of bed,
But it would mean so much more if they were
Addressed to me.