to whom it may concern
i.
to who it may concern,
when we met, i was 12
i think. i can't remember. the
memories that were meant to be
mine from ages 12 to 14 are
scattered and fractured because of you.
(this wasn't meant to come off as
accusatory, though there is blame.)
to whom it may concern,
you would not recognize me. i am three years
later. i am no longer a kid. i am a
man now.
(at least i tell myself that.)
to whom it may concern,
you once said that i was
manipulative-scum-beneath-your-feet.
i was a kid. i'm sorry. i was a kid
and i wish desperately i could take it back.
(i used to want to break your bones but
now i'm just tired and sorry.)
to whom it may concern,
my name is three years later. i want
apologies. i want answers.
(who just does something like that to someone?)
ii.
to whom it may concern,
i hope that the me you meet is the
me i'm proud of. i hope that
the me you meet can
love you correctly.
(i'm scared that i'm not that me yet.)
to whom it may concern,
i am like a battery. at times i
am full and can give others more
energy. sometimes i need
to be alone and recharge.
(please plug me into your wall and be patient.)
to whom it may concern,
sometimes bad things happen to
us when we're children. i know
that. you can't change my past.
(i won't try to change yours.)
to whom it may concern,
while i am writing to you with my
mind in the past, i hope my
future is one where i can put
down my pencil and stop reminiscing.
(yours until we meet,)