Do you dust the seat off that separates us from being strangers or will you sit on the other side of the room pretending not to see me? 
Will you smile showing teeth or will your greeting be a painful one on your part ? 
Should I stand and give you a hug or will your muscles tighten and your face distort at the nearing of my body to yours? 
Will your voice be high and light and full of the energy that says " my life is great, I am happy, I am in control, always in control" 
Will I still hear the quiver at the end of your speech that has never once convinced me that you are truly all of what you claim to be ? 
Or, will I fall for your charade this time, for the first time, because that seat that you may or may not sit in has been dusty for too long. It's been yours since you left although I've never told you. 
I should of but would you have listened? 
Your not the only one with speech prepared for moments like these that screams " I am happier then you and don't you forget it ". 
We are the same you and I, Since 5 years old. The differences are that my speech has never been spoken and I fail to count the amount of times I've heard yours.
Your seat has been saved, your embrace longed for, your smile imagined. 
What separates us is far more then a dusty old seat, and yet if you only sat down, just for a second…