Michelle

My Michelle,

I just came back from Busan. It's a city on the south coast of Korea. My family and I rode a train the whole length of Korea yesterday.

Trains allow hours of whirling scenery and getting lost in the reflection of the glass window. This is where I found you in me. I've been composing a letter to you in my mind since your last letter. I wonder if this will sound anything like my mind. My life's inbetween thoughts are inprinted with you. The train's rhythming song spoke of you.

I believe that today you'll believe me... and you'll realize how you affect who I am...now.

We've shattered like mosaic pieces.... and where once I saw chaos for you and me,

now I see art.


And likewise... my art sees you.