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Dear you,

You are a mirror.
Reflecting what is hidden.
What no one wishes to see.
The truth is yours to tell.

10

Dear you,

Your heart is not what I wanted. I did not want it beating, I did not want it still. I did not want it in an iron grip between my hands. It was not meant to belong to me.
I only wanted to set it free.
You are the one who kept the lock and chain.

9

Dear you,

I have seen the small epiphany in the curve of your smile, the look in your eyes. Perhaps the spaces between our fingers mean so much more, as if we aren't meant to be alone.

8

Dear you,

I wish to be.
Do you understand what that means?
I wish to be.