Letters

Your letters.
I see them all the time.
Together.
Making sentences that mean so much and so little.
Much to me.
Little to you.

Letters cost way less than actions.
Theyre cheap.
You can find them a the nearest store.
But actions, boy, do those cost alot.
You have to go uptown to buy those.
You say you don't have enough money for them.
I find it funny though, how she received those actions the other day.
I guess you found some spare change.

I know she didn't pay.

I guess I'll take my letters, because while cheap, I still like them.
But to be honest, I never had a nack for expensive things.
Maybe that's why that's all I've ever received.

I enjoy your sentences.
I don't always believe them.
But they're arranged nice.
So...I'll take them.

I guess she, and her, and the other one can have those costly actions.

I'll just sit here with my cheap letters. 
Read them over and over.

I like it that way.

At the end of the day, their actions have past.
My letters are still here.
Maybe it's a naive way to think.

Maybe they get both.
But I don't have any proof.
I'll just leave that to the imagination.

Maybe I'll learn one day.

Until then I guess I'll have these letters.

One day I might have enough to sell for actions.

-Ebony 03/09/2014 ;)