This is the truth of you. Because you are all I see. Because you are all I breathe. Because when I cannot find you, I am lost.



This is the truth of you.
Because you are all I see.
Because you are all I breathe.
Because when I cannot find you, I am lost.
Because when I’m with you, I am found.
Because you have the fire of the universe in you, and sometimes you forget.
So this book is here to remind you.

Dear You,

I want you to know that I see you.

I want you to know that even if no one else does, even if you are a ghost in this bookshop, or just the static floating across the screen of your computer, wherever you’re reading this, I see you.

I see you in the dark and I see you in the grey. I see you as a story, as words I have spoken or may yet speak. Maybe only in a memory or a dream.

I see your hands and your arms and your body and your legs and your face and I see what you have been and what you will be. I see you and in looking at you, I want you to know that whoever you’ve had to be to survive all this, I will not look away.

I want you to know that there’s a space inside this book for you.

So if you have the time and the inclination, you can sit here with me, just for a while.

And perhaps between us, we can see everything that matters.

-pleasefindthis