The I’s Have It 
You, Too
Dear You,
Talking to you is like meeting two people: you, and me. I see what makes you brighten, what irks you, what you’re curious about. I’m discovering, too, my voice anew. What it is I think about this and that, about me and the world. Feeling strong to say “I” and even acknowledge how many I’s I am.
After we speak, I remember us, how big the world is. I think about the space between you and me, stretching down the highway or eclipsed in bits and bytes. I think about all the other you’s I don’t yet know, and may never. I wonder about you, and you, and you, and me oh me.
I tried to be a compassionate reflection for my friends. I was the mirror that forgave and mended them. I stood behind the screen for so long that I forgot the shape of my body, the color of my eyes. I wanted to forget. I am now finding, I am connecting.
Yours,
Me