A Love Letter

i burn the photo. it was then i loved. and it is now i mold myself anew. there are some words i am not allowed to use. even though i can't say them, i think them, i feel them. here are some pieces of my lost love notes. They all start with "I" and end with "You". It is the in-between that fades from my fingertips as i run it along this parchment. one day it will read "I love you" and you will smile.