Since I wrote to you last,
And 3 years,
And 6 days exactly,
Since I hugged you.
Since you hugged me back.
I don't know why this feels so significant now,
Maybe because this is a big transition in my life,
And you were with me for four years of it,
And you're not here now.
I'm thinking of writing again,
But you didn't respond last time.
Maybe you moved.
Maybe you ran out of stamps.
Or maybe you can't remember me now.
I don't want to think about the other thing.
You had such a big impact in my life,
And then you just got up,
I thought you would follow all the way through sixth grade,
Not just to third.
You are one of the reasons I write,
One of the people who inspired me.
I don't know.
Maybe I shouldn't be reflecting on you now.