Love, thank you for stopping by. As you leave, would you please leave the door open?

 I've had the pleasure of experiencing incredible loyalty, self-sacrifice, and love from people I called my friends. They've come and they've gone. None, do I dare call mine. None, do I dare ask to stay, because I know they were never mine to begin with. Some married, some moved, some lost touch.. I let go of my possessiveness and longing in exchange for gratitude and acceptance. I am who I realize myself to be because of them.

Love, thank you for stopping by. As you leave, would you please leave the door open?