Dear You...

Dear you,

Here is a letter
but it isn’t a b or c
or even “x o x o”
(we’re not playing
tic-tac-toe)
written in pencil
except
the hearts are in ink
it’s black w/ white
beneath like
a box with a bow
tied around
my heart as I find
notes to you (from me)
tucked away
in books, lost
or maybe it’s found
on a dusty shelf
that would make you
sneeze if only
you were here
but (dot dot dot)

With(out) love,
me