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Letters for Better

by B.C. Licht

Dear me

Image of a letter with a stack of envelopes and a photo of a person to the side.
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Or at least the me that I thought was once ideal.

I must say, we haven’t spoken in a while.

 I’ve kept you close in longing glances,

staring at odd reflective romances,

and I’ll say you haven’t been half as kind to me.


It’s hard to keep up with the ghost of someone

who’s never really there.

It’s hard to measure up to clouds I couldn’t reach

from way down here,

and it’s difficult to write this to you

now that I am willing.

Just so you know,

no hard feelings…

but this is goodbye.


I’m better off not knowing how far the road

stretches between you and me.

Life’s much kinder, taking expectation

and throwing it to the sea.

I’ve fed fish, and sharks and ocean spaces,

with perfect bodies and social graces,

and that way your sneeze doesn’t command a

room that’s never ready for my nose.

I suppose,

this is the end

of us being friends.


It’s funny, how you're not here and I’m all by


Is this how you feel when you realize you’ve

become your own ideal self.

I sure do hope

some other me

doesn’t write a letter

addressed to the

hopes and longings that I wear

as common as my shirts or hair

saying that I’m robbing them of kindness.

When they look at mirrors that don’t show them

their ideal self.


I hope they find more beauty

than my own face will allow.

I hope they build a life outside the walls I built

between back there and now.

And I hope they write a letter

better than this one

I wrote to you!

But for now,

I guess this is goodbye.


Sincerely my…

new ideal self.


Black and white photo of the author, B.C. Licht.
B.C. Licht

B.C. Licht has lived most of her life in Florida. She’s married to her beautiful wife, who has loved and supported her throughout her writing career. B.C. Licht is the author of Legends of Galhalla: A Spark in Fate’s Hand.

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