Your letters spoke

I still have all of your letters

All those confused little notes

The ink on those papers spoke

With a loud voice they wrote

You wanted help and love

You needed affection and strength

Carried on with your jibber jabber

And nobody would listen

But

I still have all your letters

All of your sadness and confusion

I still have those notes

The ink on them cried tears

The words on those papers choked

You wanted sense out of sadness

You wanted to understand hypocrisy and madness

But

Mostly you just wanted love.

I still have all of those letters.

I read and listened to the voice that they spoke

I know it wasn't jibber jabber

I know exactly what you felt.

And... I love you. 
 

And here is my letter back. 
 

Don't ever stop carrying on

Don't ever give up on love

Don't ever change who you are

Don't let others walk all over you

Don't stop speaking

Let your voice be heard

Even if it's sad or angry

Someone will hear it.
Cause I know I still have all those notes...