*a letter to someone I knew*

 

Dear You,

 

I wrote to you because I loved you and I missed what I used to know about you. 

 

This is not the first time I have written to you

I would write to you in the scratch marks on my arms and the tear tracks on my face

 

I wish I would've sent them

I wish you would've seen them 

I wish you knew you as well as I do 

 

I should've never sent this

I think you'll laugh at me

And call me to your guillotine to execute my heart again

 

I'm both sorry and not

 

Warmest,

Me