Dear you,

It's winter now, you can feel it. The air is crisp and icy cool, you can see your breath in the air.

I felt it when I was waiting for you again, but this time you came, and you treated me to some warm coffee that melted away the freezing chill in my bones.

Your smile helped. It warms my heart every time.

You talked a lot about your new life, and I enjoyed listening. You told me you were sorry but you still can't recall my name.

I told you it doesn't matter, that you never knew me anyway. You wouldn't remember just by a name, but you pushed, and I gave in and told you.

You seemed a bit surprised. "I knew I recognized you from somewhere!" You'd said, "You were a dancer in school, right Jimin?"

Yes, I was, and I told you so. But I don't understand how you would know. You never saw me. To you, I never existed before now.

I guess I had been wrong.

-P.JM