SEPARATED, BEFORE WE COULD EVEN BEGIN

Poem composed on March 30, 2009

A few steps away…
You stood before my way
The sudden nearing of distance
Had both of us stopped in silence

Looking across at each other
Each of us stayed unmoved
None of us would bother
To make the first move

So far but yet so near
So close but yet so distant
So foreign but yet so dear
So much to say but yet so silent

If this is the closest I can get to you
Then I pray let us stay this way
From that very spot move not away
And let me take a good last look at you

I thought certain things begun
Long before they started
But then why are we separated
Before we could even begin