it's thoughts like this that catch

dear willow,
i miss you. people say they miss things, people...
but i feel like when we say it.... our hearts are just reaching,
and breaking,
and twisting, trying to get toward you.

i feel like i didn't explain it right.

i would explain it better.

and i wouldn't have to say too much,

because you'd see exactly what i meant by the language my body gave.

by the emotion in my face.

by the truth in my eyes.

and i feel like you would have said something...so wise.

wise, willow.

what shall i do-

and when you're young, 

it's hard to see what's happening.

and what will..

maybe you are out there somewhere,

but when you're young, it's hard to know just what to believe.

with so many questions...and the wise ones gone to answer...

i would ask, how did you ever figure it out.

but i know..you were born to teach.

you were born to provide.

you were born to love.

you were born to lead us.

"i wanna be wit' chu gamma"

love, 

claire ellen adele.