#i should be asleep rn

Thinking about how every love song or love prose or love poem is only ever written for just one person to read.

Even if it’s published in a book or printed in a magazine or posted on a blog. Even if it generates income or has a fanbase. Even if it’s carved on a pedestal, sung in concerts.

An open letter, free for all to read, addressed to just one. Only ever truly meant for one.