I imagine having coffee with you one morning and telling you how silly it was that my mind wrapped itself around you and tore me apart. I'd ignore how awful it felt and how little control I had. I would laugh and you would play along and add in your digs to keep the laughter plentiful. We would tell stories of growing up, exchange our pain and embrace each other. We would spend the day in our pajamas with our mugs full, we'll switch to tea as the day moves along. You'd share a new song you wrote and I would melt at the sound of your voice. I imagine this lovely day too often as I am stuck here feeling lonely. But alas our paths are parallel and maybe you don't even exist. You're amazing and I hope you have a good birthday.