Third Times the Charm

Once she wrote a note to no one A note about love… On a piece of paper, white as snow Paper that smelt of perfume She could only tell the paper of this love She wrote of all her feelings She told how no one could love more than this She said that the love was one to last the ages She took this note and kissed it with a flame Never speaking of this again Once she wrote a note to no one A note about a broken heart On a piece of paper, soaked in tears Paper that smelt of nothing She could only tell the paper about this hurt She poured her heart out About a pain that would not relinquish How no one could feel pain like this How no one should feel pain like this How she didn’t know how to fix this pain She took this note and kissed it with a flame Never speaking of it again Once she wrote a note to no one A note about a sense of freedom On a piece of paper, trickled with blood The paper smelt of his cologne She could only tell the paper about this freedom She poured her soul into it She told of how the freedom meant no more pain She spoke about an eternal sleep and of light She spoke of a numbing coming up her legs How no one could’ve loved anymore How no one could’ve hurt anymore How she wouldn’t love or hurt anymore She tried to kiss the note with a flame But never spoke of it again