I will write to you
What I cannot say
Always; its blankness is inviting and free to explore
Fear, Passion, Pain, and simply put—
Words to express to you who I am, who I want to be, please don’t go.
I will open to you on these lines
A part of me, very few see
Always; its freeness is allowing me to give you everything that I am—
Scratches of ink that create not the most beautiful words but words
I cannot always speak in that old green corner chair.
I will memorize the different smiles you have, all of your different laughs, your eyes
Always; I need them every day—
Only to recognize your face and words later…I know I will remember.
I will think of you
Always; our stillness together finds its way back to where we are
Specific words and language on a card, first blank like this page
A necklace, Nike sweatshirt and twinkle lights & a pine tree
I will give this to you
Always; a blank sheet or computer screen to find us again—
To re-explore all that we are, used to be, and want to be
I will see you…