6- 16 Letter to Mr. Snow

Mr. Snow,

I've decided,
to stay,
to sing,
to live,
to learn,
to love,

or at least,

I've decided
to try,
to stay,
to sing,
to live,
to learn,
to love,

however,
you,
with the eyes,
that split emeralds into sapphires,
with that hands,
that sing the words you can not write,
with the voice,
I don't want to hear,
because,
I'm afraid,

you,
are not the only,
one with eyes,
that want to see again,
with the hands,
that want to sing the light,
with the voice,
that craves to be understood,
and
I'm afraid,
for me,

but I wanted you to know,
because,
I have a past,
and I won't repeat it,
not willingly,
not for you,
not for anyone,

so tread carefully,
I am not who I used to be,
but it is,
the moments of now,
that I am falling for,
one cadence at a time,

you know nothing,
Mr. Snow.