Sometimes, I wish I'd stayed with you.

For my friend,
When I see you again, I know I will love you. I know. I'm completely certain of it.
One day we will grow, and move, and change our lives, but always I know that I will love you when I see you again. I imagine myself as an old woman sometimes: I will have been burned many times by fickle lovers, entertained lavishly, fallen completely under someone's spell, made something of importance, breezed around all the wonderful places in the world looking wistful and enchanting, and (I hope) felt good about my naked self at least once; but my favourite thing to imagine is that we are friends, just as we are now. And that you are woven into the cloth I will make with my time here, and I am in yours. Know that the threads I use for you inside my head are the most wonderful, vibrant colours I can imagine, for when I hold you in my mind, I think of only beauty.
Love from your friend x