Paper Planes

A Poem

Photo by Jan Kahánek on Unsplash

i wrote you a letter again

it’s been six years,
and i don’t even send it out
because i know it’ll be
just another return-to-sender

i would have better luck
throwing paper planes
out my bedroom window,
hoping they land in your backyard

but i can’t hope anymore,
can i?

i add the letter to my collection
and count stars at midnight

my words once soothed you,
and i told you how to get the girl
even though you ignored my advice
as if i were just another hack on the street

and then i wonder
if you have your regrets
collected in a jar on your sill
next to all those tattered pictures

but i’m not there anymore,
am i?

the ache in my heart
builds to tears in my eyes
as the memory of words blurs