A Short Letter
(written November 12, 2016)
I read your letter.
I can't pretend
That I'm not alarmed at how you seem to feel
You know the deal.
That space is essential
I'm in the red
And, I’m looking for time on my own just to heal
I must learn how to feel
Of hope for a friendship
Was that a joke?
Have I failed you with words or have you been asleep?
Maybe you're not that deep
And, we both know it
We're in the thick of our problems
And, right now my mind only weeps
Yours is in it for keeps
When this letter finds you
Try not to bend
There's a drawing inside of how you remember me
Lyrics & music by Nathan Veshecco
© ℗ 2017 Wacky Penacky Music (ASCAP)