Dear Friend,
if you’re reading this,
that means you’re already gone.
If you’re reading this,
it means you’ve already moved.
You’re already on the road—
driving towards your new home—
and away from me.
And if you’re reading this…
know I miss you already.

Dear Friend,
If you’re reading this,
that means the mailman did his job.
If you’re reading this,
that means you’re not reading your email.
If you’re reading this,
it means you may just—
just maybe—
not love your new home
as much as you said
you would.
And if you’re reading this…
know that thing’s aren’t the same
without you.

Dear Friend,
If you’re reading this,
know that I’m alright.
If you’re reading this,
nothing here has changed.
If you’re reading this—
and you have a moment
to spare—
please answer me one question:
why haven’t
you written
back?

And if you’re reading this…
know I miss you.