Heart of Steel

Letter of the Year (3/1/24)

I wrote about you

I wrote about what to me

Felt true

There are more undertones of me

Between me and you

Thought about this for a while now

This paragraph is merely what the others know

What I want to know

I want to be unknown

With undertones of you

In my grasp

My heart is a prisoner of my own aching

My hands shake and my heart used to break

Glass shards and lost heirlooms

Precious diamonds poisoned and clouded my gaze

Well-written

Well-spoken

Well-versed

Do you want to go back, too?

I know now

As do you

I think about you

You remember me later

In a time where forgetfulness is what we have left

How we tend to leave each other

We remember this

We bury us

I want to go back

Take me with you

I thank you

I think of you

Between me and you

There's more than a text

More than a paragraph's worth

More than my paraphrasing

That threads fragments of my heart

Back to you

Dedicated and divine

I won't dare think of you

Another time

Remember me later

Forget you not

Forget me not

Sincerely a stranger

Unlike any other

To the threads and fragments

Of this town

That align my heart

Remember this later

I wrote about you

I felt it was true

True enough

For this paragraph is merely a puzzle piece

Precious diamonds around your neck

Wrapped around my finger

Staggering away

To linger again

Another time

Another day

Another letter later.