To Whom It May Concern

I have written letters with no address,

Filled with prayers and well wishes for you.

With the hopes that you are growing and finding

who you are.

That you are having so much fun and being the best

version of yourself.

That you are healing.

I have written letters with no address,

Filled with the longing that you’re safe.

That your inner child feels comfort.

That you found the love you deserve in yourself.

That you’ll feel just as safe in yourself as I did with

you the summer we swam together.

I have written letters with no address,

Telling you my new address.

Should you find your way back,

You’ll know where to find me.

I have written letters with no address,

Filled with incomplete poems.

With the hopes that you’ll return and I’ll know how

to finish them.