thank you for seeing

does the appreciation come across 
even though you wrote it and i'm 
reading, with no back, no forth,
our monologue relationship, a 
true one way street on which going 
backwards is not even an option 
and yet you predicted what i would 
need well enough to put it into words 
when there were only droplets leaving 
behind a bone dry surface, and now 
i am covered in the letters, inkstains 
will tattoo your sense of me onto 
this surface that was waiting for 
you to write the story