Dear Friend

Dear Friend,

I wish you well. I wish you happiness. I wish you would tell me something and not hide it from me. I have noticed it. I'm not saying a thing because I want to hear it from you. I'm perturbed. Disturbed by certain events, certain mannerisms, certain words. Are you paying me back in my own coin?

I think I know you, but really, do I?
Are you naive or am I the fool?

I suppose I'll never know.