Dear Sienna, It's me again. Did you hear the sad songs I sent you? Dear Sienna, Yep, me again. I wish I could see the world the way you do. Carrying flowers, ribbons in your hair and standing in the skyline. Do you know how beautiful you are? When you give away petals of the rose you picked Like they were nothing to you but everything To me? Dear Sienna, I'm still around, Wondering what must it be like to be you To feel the way you feel Untainted and untouched, your eyes are dreamily Hazy, and now aglow and I wish I was like you I wish others could see you the way I do. Sometimes you say how you wish you were like the salamander Able to regrow your taken tail I want that too. Dear Sienna, I know you don't think about me when I think about you. I'll stop writing now I've said too much already- Maybe you won't get this message. I'm still leaving it here anyway, until one day, perhaps under those rumours You'll read them and remember me.
