I got your letter the other day.
It was one of those professional ones,
with the address on top
and "respectfully yours" on the bottom.

I tried to read between the lines to see
what you were really trying to say,
about how you haven't been happy in years
and really only needed me
to remind you what that happiness felt like.

Instead, your mother had gone missing
(even though she's been missing from you for years)
and they didn't know how to find her.
You weren't convinced that she could be found,
or even wanted to be so.

I wanted to call you right then,
even though I didn't know what to say.
It will be okay (what if it won't?)
I'm here for you (even if I'm not the person you want)
How can I help (I'm a million miles away. Find someone else to hug)

Sometimes, I just want to send you my breath,
have it be laced with good intentions and good  vibrations.
Hopefully it says more than I ever could.