Hope.less.

I have four unsent drafts in my email

I will not send them

In fact, I’ll delete them after a while.

I know they will never reach

The hearts I want them to

Or even touch the eyes

I need them to see.

I write these words just to ball them up

Throw them against the wastebasket

Wanting to burn it all

But I end up

Writing more, thinking more

And discarding more.

And yet still I write these words - 

Words you will never read.

Because

After all,

People still leave notes at the Wailing Wall.