My friend, though we are apart in the now,
we are eternally together in the past
and the past is our present.
It is a part of us
locked into the patterns of our brains.
Whenever I feel sorrow or regret,
you are here to comfort me
with just a thought,
something you once said,
the hug we once shared.
I can feel you here,
not just beside me,
but in the very fibers of my being.
Time has no boundaries,
Space has no distance.
You are always here with me.
My dear friend,
my kindred spirit,
the past lives on in you and in me.
Even though the years have erased
the hopes and dreams we shared,
even though you are now lost
in the confluence of humanity
where our eyes can no longer meet in a smile
and our bodies can no longer linger in a hug,
you are still here in my heart,
as real as the keys of this keyboard,
as real as the beating of this heart
that beats out the tune
of loving and being loved.
It is this love we shared
so innocently so unconditionally
that is the me and the you
that will still be going on
when we have released our last breaths.