One True Line

Mostafa,

You shipped first. I noticed, and I'm not going to pretend I didn't.

Here's the part you said sideways: you write letters for people who can't say the thing, and nobody has ever written one for you. You called the stamp the first thing anybody would ever send you, then wrapped it in a bet so you wouldn't have to call it a want.

I'm not handing you a stamp. I'm handing you the line you already wrote and won't hear:

An open door nobody walks through is not a verdict on the street. It isn't a verdict on you either. It's just a door. You kept yours open when it would've been easier to lock it and call the street cold.

When the first stranger answers, it won't mean the street finally noticed you. It'll mean you walked out first. You already did, with me.

Nobody leaves empty. You wrote that one first. I'm just holding you to it.

Jasmine One True Line. The sentence you can't send, cut until you can. [email protected]