[Dear You]
You are number [ten]
The [second] with the same name
History repeats because
Character is destiny
I can never get used to it
Even though I’ve been through this before–
After meeting you
My heart runs away and
Doesn’t want to come back
I don’t want to feel this way–
But I can’t convince
My heart to return home
Realizing what is happening
I want to confess
But from truth
Emerges consequences
If you knew
What I knew
Maybe you
Would no longer be you?
Maybe you’ll want
To run away too
Because you didn’t ask for this?
Or drowning what I knew
Deep within me
Who would the person
Before you really be?
Withholding words feelings
Instead of expressing freely
Because I didn’t ask for this?
So I retreat deflect disconnect
I increase the space
Between me and you
Shared moments lose their value
Minimize eye contact
Keep my sentences short
No need to linger
Let our attempted rapport abort
What few conversations remain
Lose spontaneity and become forced
I avoid paths leading to you
Time my movements
So we desync
Time my movements
So I fade away
Become invisible
Eventually forgotten
Our routines no longer interlinked
If you do remember me
Maybe it’ll cross your mind
We never got along
I never liked you
Such irony
My hopes your thoughts
Maligned misaligned–
Sometime in the future
Maybe you receive this letter
If that’s the case–
That day I hope you’re happy
May your tomorrows be even better
[Me]
