Dear M Train by Patti Smith,
“How is it that we never completely comprehend our love for someone until they’re gone?” – You said this and I didn’t quite understand until I reached a page in the book that wasn’t filled with content. From one New York cafe to the next, excursion from country to country, I stood by your side for many moments, none of which were dull. My heart was full, transformed… you would say. I picked up on your vocabulary and began to use terms like “antiquated” and “somnambulistic” so that people would know I was somewhat associated to you, even if I had to Google what they meant. I asked friends and even strangers who stared too long at me if they’ve read you, and if they didn’t, 5 minutes of dedicated recap, I’d blab so much about you that they wouldn’t even have to buy a copy.
You said “nothing can be truly replicated” and obviously this is true because I still carry you with me in every tote bag, and sometimes I’ll skip the J or Z, and just wait for the M to arrive (even if it’s late night or a weekend) just to feel a bit closer to you.
Thinking about you always,
Kat the intern.