Not quite yet

Just when you're convinced it's impossible to see the
upside of a penny you found walking because your
sadness has grabbed hold like a vice and refused
to let go for even a second-something inside of
you breaks into smile, suggesting that perhaps
nothing is impossible in this life
anymore...

I wonder the same thing.

Lets pretend that this page is more like
our private room where we're in the most
vulnerable state we can be in private--while
each of us bares our nakedness to the other.

Yes, that is what we should do now,
only first we should read again this letter's
upside of what I'm saying to you...