A letter to you

Dear you, I dreamed I called you on the waves to say:Be kind to yourself but you were busy and would not answer. The depth of my love goes on this way trying to save you from yourself. I have always wondered about the weird energy,the way love goes fast down a hill long after the feelings have disappeared or the way you want to go to leave from this place we create but cannot leave,burning-down but not burnt-down the red coals more illuminated,more colorful in their being and slowly they die then you run,they leave my sitting here long after your gone.