November 20th, 2020Dear you,
There was a time when you made a comment about sending letters if I ever felt too afraid to say everything at once. You said that by the time the letter was tucked safely in your palms, I would have already moved on from the feeling.
I didn’t think much of it then, but now it’s the only way I would ever be able to face you again- behind printed ink.
You asked me endless times what went on through my mind when I went silent for too long. I don't know what exactly compelled me to write about Maya, about me, and most definitely about you after all this time, but it’s long overdue.
These are the words I was too afraid to say.