I wrote a letter

to let you know how the year went by

and the events that unfolded,

leading me back to you

 

You are far away,

amongst the stars and eternal nights

Beautiful and pure

You tend to hide, with one side in the dark but

alas, we see you still

 

I wish I could have taught you so

I wish I could have gently stroked you—

while you rested in her arms

I wish I could give you hugs full of love

But you were always out of reach

though you were our only one

 

How can I reach you with my letters?

 

You are 384,000 km away

Daunting, but I could fold the letter

42 times so that its exponential growth

can finally reach you