Birds of a feather

i looked around here,
there, everywhere in this world.
no where could i find peace.

till i found a piece,
a piece of our long forgotten memory.
oh the happiness and joy it got to me.

i was hoping somehow you could see this.
but you being more than a thousand miles away,
wouldn't even ever know of the presence of this thought.

we, if i may still call you my friend, haven't talked.
we haven't talked for so long, that this time gone,
seems like the time between two different births.

one birth when we were together,
when i thought i could ask,
if this together could be forever.
now forever, we will never be together.
but maybe in a parallel universe,
or somewhere, we are still with each other,
creating the story i had once imagined.

i hope, or i think one day,
eventhough we may have gone astray,
this world will make us meet again,
and this long, perhaps one sided pain,
will become a source of this rain,
this rain in which we will dance together,
and who knows maybe forever,
we could be birds of a feather...