Dear Hand,
It's been a while since I've seen you. It's been too long since you've held me. You used to be bursting with ideas at the slightest touch of me. Now you hardly ever tell me anything at all. You used to tell me your secrets, ideas, we used to be something. You swore I was a part of something big, a huge dream that you shared through out the whole body. Now we only touch for homework assignments, essays, math problems, I enjoy it but I miss you're passion.
Tell Ring Finger I said hello.
Missing you dearly,
Pen
Dear Pen,
It's been too long. I haven't forgotten you, or all of the memories and dreams we share. I haven't forgotten all the times you waited patiently through that dreaded writers block, or through the distraction of work and boys. I miss the way I clutched on to you, and relied on you and Paper to help improve my skills.
I don't know what's wrong with me Pen. I see all these other writers with better skill and talent, and it makes it hard to grasp you're plastic skeleton. But I'm coming back, with new and better ideas leaking from the tips of my fingers! I'm gonna hold you tight and never let go.
Get ready for a new beginning and all of our dreams to come true.
Your's truely,
Hand
Dear Hand,
Welcome back.
