Mist of Petrichor

ix.

dear mr. misty heavy mist
for how long will you cover me with this?
you're giving me chills,
and it reminds me of my puppy
love living up the hills.

dear shining shimmering star
how does it feel being admirable from afar?
can you feel the beating of my heart throbbing like a banging tool?
or you just really stood there like a fool?

dear sad melodies
would you mind playing a song with a shattered notes?
because i had enough of this inexplicable quotes
i want to feel my heart breaking into pieces
then die because of unexplainable diseases.

dear love, are you really like this?
hurting people by giving them a temporary glint of nostalgia then leaving them in a battle field where armours and sword aren't found.
( and i bet you're laughing you ass
off, tf?)

and lastly
dear frost,
for how long you could take to treat me like a ghost?

- a letter of esthereal to the boy
who gave her a temporary joy

[sent thru fvckedlyf mails]
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