The End

What if all you had in common was what would, in time, set you apart? What if that was all there was for you both – that prospect of being set apart, one from the other? Doesn’t it make you draw closer to one another? Isn’t it, now, that you come closer because you will soon be set apart? You are close to the end, you know that. But you are close, now, only by way of the end and it what is you know in one another. Might there be a way, in that knowing, of deferring the end? Isn’t the end deferred by that knowledge until it becomes the beginning, once again, of your relationship? Friendship born from its finitude, friendship as infinite contestation of finitude.