Hey to my friend on the other side, it has been a year
Never have we met, yet sometimes, to lose you, I fear
The remoteness of our connection, is it fragile?
When we meet, what if it feels like a long due reconcile?
I know you through your intellect and taste
You are a stranger who made me dig in my best
I do not know how you look or speak
We heard ourselves through the lyrics of our music
So, take this little poem which has my words
All I know is we are hurt by our past lives
It is hard to keep memories hidden in archives
You find happiness in the sunsets
Is it because it is a reason to reset?
When I see you, hope to have more in common
Would you want 'us' if I wanted you to be the one"?
I don’t know what he thought about my writing or my feelings but to this, he had laughed he said.
~Trisha Bhattacharya (T4)