Discarded Letters

I went through the letters that you mailed me
passed to me
hid for me
Within the letters you cried for me
wanted me
loved me
Every letter was hand written
painstakingly
passionately
Over time the letters became cold
no more fire
no more love
The last letter I had ripped
it screamed
it lied
I kept it all this years
to wait
to stay
In a few years all the letters will be cold
as ice
as snow
Its time for the letters to go
to burn
to disappear
I buried the letters in the yard
to mold
to die
The letters I left for you to find
to remember
to love                                                                 again.