On the 3rd of January 2022, I wrote a prose that was meant for you.
I do that a lot. I write poems and proses for people without letting them know. But I admit, there’s always a part of me that is hoping they’d realize it’s for them. That they’d feel every word I wrote. That they’d know I’m talking to them through every piece. That was just my little make-believe.
It was a fantasy until you responded on the 23rd day of February 2024. That make-believe of mine became a reality. You said you couldn’t find the right words to write but I need you to realize that I felt every word as your piece talked to me. You made me feel noticed. Heard. Understood. Loved.
I’m glad you took your time. I’m glad you wrote me a poem.