Write to me
Because I know your tongue is caught on the words you want to say
Your insecurities
a handwritten letter has become a symbol of being vulnerable to you
And it’s in these small moments, I see your humanness
Your biggest fear is imperfection
I left a piece of me in your journal that day
A drawing, our moment captured
And I hated that scribble too
Nunca Te Calles 
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