I live in a parallel world where, you and I are friends,
Not acquaintances feigning each other’s existence,
Where, between you and me, there’s an unconcocted warmth, a connect, a camaraderie,
Not biting aloofness or conversations perfunctory,
Where, I don’t have to scout for excuses to see your face,
Where, we fit easily into each other’s space,
I live in a parallel world where you and I are friends,
Where, with you, there is absolutely no pretence.