If we were friends I’d never falter, always be listening, in the cadences of your language, for what you might mean beneath them…I’d never take anything at face value, I’d know your long past, and be a visionary only in service of your world, in exchange for mine. If we were friends I wouldn’t ever remember your phone number, because I would have sent you so many texts it wouldn’t matter anymore. If we were friends I wouldn’t lock the door, I’d always have it open for you, and still expect you to knock, on the other side, once you closed it and you were inside. If we were friends I wouldn’t tell you everything, because with a little I would have told it all to you anyway. If we were friends I wouldn’t die for you, I’d rather rescue you instead. If we were friends I wouldn’t write you letters, and then I’d never know if we were friends. So I write letters anyway, so until we’re friends, here’s this letter, to which I will always belong. A doorway, always open, to let the light in. So yes, let’s be friends!