Dear You, Not the Fabricated You,

But truly: You

When you breathed your last
I took my first into a life, unknowingly
without you.

I searched for you in other people.
The places you walked – I obsessed to be in.
I didn’t know how to be me.

I wanted to be you,
so you could always be with me.

Your voice is in the waves that humbled me.…read more