Hi,

I wrote this for you.
I've known you for quite some time
and I thought I'd finally reach out to tell you.
I remember when you tied your shoes for the first time.
You were alone in the kitchen, missing guidance but had
the limerick your parents left you with
to carry the bunny through the loop.
I was proud of you.
I'm sorry I never told you.
I'm sorry I've never shown you my love in the right way.
Its tough most days.
You're a stubborn prick and you rarely listen.
But I get it. You're lonely a lot and missing
some essentials life forgot to keep around for you.
Sometimes, I can tell its hard to for you to walk around
with a smile. Or take your eyes off the ground
for a while. The weight of loss can do that.
I understand.


Also, its not your fault that you're short.
I was thinking how to say that sort of nicer to you,
but blunt is what you like.
Some of the most powerful people in history
haven't been the tallest trees.
Salvador Dali, Mahatma Ghandi,
Stalin.
And not to compare you to a dictator,
but I have seen the genocide you've done on
your insides.
Diets of chemicals for the hollow cost
of a good time.
You didn't deserve that punishment.
But I get it.
You were young and dumb and trying to live fast
and die young.
But you're still here, kinda blew that goal of letting go
by 21.
I've been watching you searching though.
Looking into alley ways you used to walk passed.
I'm proud of you.
Some of those routes are pretty bumpy
and have horrifying obstacles.
Some might leave more holes in your sanity
or skin.
But your brave and you've lived through worse days.
You'll make it. I have faith.

I know you thought I gave up on you.
That I forgot about you tying your shoes
and baby stepping towards right.
I haven't. I'm right here.
I'm the one who knows your true fears and
can call you on your bullshit.
And I get that
you dont always listen.
And you dont always
get in the right lane when you turn
and sometimes,
you make accidents but
I'm not here to judge you.
I'm here to love you. And if you ever
feel like life has you twisted
going no where in an endless maze

look inside.
You'll find this note jotted on your rib cage.

Sincerely yours,
Forever and always,
Me