memento mori // poetry

ily

 Song: Nav - Myself
(This kinda song is hard to dislike. it has made me feel good enough to keep going.)

(oh nothing much, just a love letter to a stranger)

i know it's silly to write to someone
i have never even met
and i don't know if you're really dead
or alive or if you're in heaven
or if you're still reading
or if you're still sending me anonymous messages—
i don't know a lot of things and maybe it is silly,
to write to someone who has clearly passed away. 

i guess you're a comforting thought to me.
the fact that poetry written by poets
can still help people.
i know that it's sad and it's life,
but i do hope that you're still there.
in essence.
in form.
in structure.
in prose.
in poetry.
in love.
in life.
in death. 

i know it's silly to keep writing to a dead girl,
but if there's anything that
you've said to me that mattered to me,
it is that 'honesty can help people'
and maybe that's why i keep writing to you.
i've never seen your face.
i've never heard your voice.
i've never touched your hands.
i've never known anyone with leukemia
and if this is a touch from an angel to my soul
then this is my heart finally catching a breath. 

i don't know how to explain you,
so i write until i make sense out of you.
you're like a star that keeps shining
even if the world stops spinning some day,
my words will reach you.
dead or alive,
in heaven or scrolling through this book,
i'll write to you. 

you can rest easy,
these are my words for you.
i don't know you, but i love you.
i still think that if we were neighbors
we'd be the kind to listen to music and share silence,
maybe that's how people like us function.
i only have one mode
and that is write until the the sky turns pale
with thoughts of you. 

i know that i've got trust issues,
but i always trusted your words
even if they are truly gone now.
and maybe that's my truth.
maybe you're my truth.
i love you.