Love Letter to the Girl With Wolf Ears
By Andraaknas
This is no ordinary love letter.
A love letter to one only a state away,
one new to the mind but one I heard of
long before I actually met her.
One who thinks she’s an asshole, but
to those she cares about she’s a kind
and gentle person that I have the luxury
of knowing and falling in love with.
This is a love letter to the girl with wolf ears,
a comforter, a lover. A confuser, also.
I know you cannot stay on all day, you
are not always here in person but always
here in spirit. One who understands how broken chords
can still sing, even when the chords think otherwise.
Maybe even a savior, in our short time knowing
each other. When the static rolls in I know she’s there.
Maybe not a Jane yet, but maybe soon.
One to love again, when the last angel turns into
a devil and leaves me behind once more.
No words can properly describe the feeling.
Confusion? Confliction? Love?
I think it’s the last.
This is a love letter to the girl with wolf ears.
A love letter for hope. Hope for a new beginning.
A love burnt dim and low but slowly grows
bright and hot.
Imagining nights on the couch together,
watching shitty rom coms and eating popcorn.
Having coffee and soup on a winter day.
Sharing a drink during a rainy day.
Watching time go by with you.
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