Dear Self,

               I have adored you

all our lives

and you come first

all the time

Did I spoil you?

Did you spoil me?

Even now we’re sharing this cup of coffee

brewed in our hotel room

just like the real thing

in this city where we were born.

But I wonder how real we are.

If you’re real, then what am I?

And if you’re not, 
who

have I been taking care of all these years?