Some people call me a letter, some people call me telegram… but all I do is relaying a message…
I am a letter…
sometimes a love letter, sometimes a leave letter…
Someone will kiss me, and hug me to their chest, feeling happy…
someone may wet me with tears…
Sometimes I am the first love letter of a teenager...
Sometimes I am the last letter left behind by a soldier…
Sometimes I can be kept in a desk like a treasure…
sometimes I can be torn apart and thrown in a dustbin…
Someone may cherish me while someone can crush me and toss me down…
But all I do is convey the message…
💜
