To Whom it May Concern,

I used to be scared of you.

You didn't exist in my world a few short months ago.

While you sat on your corner, I thought about you from far away.

I thought about your world, from the comfort of my world.

I didn't know you, but I thought about you, and I was scared of you.

You sat on your corner, and I walked past you, and we looked at eachother.

We looked at eachother, and I was scared.

One day, I smiled at you.

One day, you shook my hand.

One day, you watered the garden for me when I forgot.

Then, one day, you held your umbrella over me in the pouring rain, while I waited to cross the street.

We look at eachother, and we smile, and we know eachother, and we come from the same world.

You are me, and I am you.

Love, Me