Six

Dear Mr. Blue,

I don't understand.

My heart can't tell up from down,
It's missing in action,
So I wish I knew how to react, but
Sadly, I don't.

You're asking me to do something
Over and above what I expected, and
Until now, I would have ran the other way.

But I can't. 


Yours,

Eleanor

Three

Dear Mr. Blue,

I regret to inform you that nothing has changed.

Misused and misdirected,
Is my once single heart.
Stop all your hiding,
So I can be released from my fear.

You're running through my thoughts,
Opening all the locked doors,
Unable to stop.

Please stop. 

Yours,

Eleanor.