Dear you.


Dear you, I feel it in my bones now, how everything can change in an instant, and I can’t help but love the present more so than ever. That was how I spent the days in your company, and I’ll embrace whatever’s to come the next time I see you there.


Dear you, we could talk about almost anything. When I refused to engage you on it, I wasn’t trying to be on higher moral ground. The truth is, lately, talking about it makes me tear every single time.


Dear you, sorry if I had a part to play in the fix you are now in. I’ll just have to make it up to you in some other way.


Dear you, sometimes you seem so very far away. I hope it’s only in my mind, and the distance will bridge when I see you again.


Dear you… Dear you.



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