Missing Your Letters In My Abode

A Heart-Felt Poem

stux | Pixabay

I still crave the days
When handwritten letters
Made their way to my abode
But with the invention of
WhatsApp, I got a fake life
Surrounded by the fake people
Whose emotions I couldn’t feel
Whose eyes I couldn’t read
Whose smell I couldn’t breathe
The way I used to feel…
When I received handwritten letters
I wish I could go back to the time
To feel its magic once again…