Dear L

I want to tell you
that I found your poetry
And that it’s graceful and sad
It’s strange because I know you wouldn’t
Want me to find your words
But you left it in plain sight
no effort to hide
You speak about things only I know
You talk about old apartment dust
And how I wrestle with ghosts
I wonder if you have an inkling
That I see your secrets so publicly
I want to tell you that its okay
And that it is beautiful we both love
The expression of words, lines, paper
I wish we could have shared
This passion together
But I want you to know that
If you ever come across this poem
That I am cheering you on
from a distance, in silence
I have always been your biggest fan
And somehow this makes me
Love you more.