I found your note.
    you know
     the one you sent
      to a place
  that was ours,
            alone.

 from a time
   when we were all
  so
      grown up.

 we were making
all the right moves
   writing such exceptional
      epics, playing with
all the right punctuation,
   being
oh. so. pro lific.

to say we've forked
 is a vicious understatement.

   I wonder if you've
ever been back
     to a place
that was ours,
            alone.

 I wonder if you
ever miss
our history (ies)

"
You probably never come to this haunt much anymore;
but when you do
you'll know that I am thinking about you right now
in this time
that doesn't exist anymore.

this shows
we have past(s)