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It was opening night

just after final curtain.

I was feeling secure, comfortable, accepted, good.

In the greenroom

halfway out of my sage green Victorian dress

the stage manager knocked

telling me to hurry up,

I had a visitor.

I sighed because

My mom must have found the greenroom

and I wanted to see her later

not right then.

But it was you.

I ran to you

locked my arms around you

in an expression of infinite delight.

But it was not for the flowers or applause or success

this hug was for your friendship and love and support.

You were there when nobody else was

You were just as excited for me as I was

And being there is truest friendship.