Don’t Delete the Kisses

Letter 4

by Kiah Ronaldson

This is a love letter to everyone that puts up with me. 

This is a letter to baby’s breath,

dogwood blossoms,

to sunflowers.

 

This letter is for coffees, pastries, and long walks.

 

This letter is for forgotten plans, excuses, lies, and negligence.

 

This is a letter to anyone I wanted to get to know better,

and to people who felt the same about me.

 

This is a letter to anyone who has ever waited over a week for me to reply.

I know that you can tell I am not busy,

I know that you know not to push too hard.

I know that you know I will reply, when I can and I’m ready.

 

This is a letter to anyone who has trusted me with a secret

 

This is a letter to anyone who’s secrets I have told.

 

This letter is for midnight messages, and morning after replies.

I am awake,

thank you for not persisting.

 

This letter is for the Heavy Head, for arm punches and knocking knees. For long nights, quiet nights, for knowing when to be there and when to be alone. This letter is for the Whole of the Moon.

 

This letter is for my Granny’s hands; ever steady and strong, regardless of tremor.

 

This letter is a thank you for holding my hair.

This letter is a thank you for wiping my eyes.

This letter is a thank you.

 

This is a letter to anyone who has dealt with the spirals, my gnawing need to be reassured. It truly matters to me, more than anything, that you know I am grateful for that.

I am forever indebted to your kindness.

 

This letter is to Sandymount Strand,

No decision has come lightly walking alongside you.

 

This is a letter to past selves and future selves:

Yours, mine, and ours.

Look how far we’ve come!

Look how far we’ll go!

 

This letter is to myself, a reminder of what is important. A reminder to be softer, gentler, tender. A quiet discourse, a constant conversation.

 

This letter is telling you:

 

Don’t delete the kisses from the end of your texts x

– Title taken from Wolf Alice’s song Don’t Delete the Kisses