Our feet tread the same ground,
our lungs breathe the same air.
Yet, my suspicions are mounting
of a disparity between our realities.

To you I'm barely here,
to me you're barely there.
If we should chance to meet
"Long time, no see!"

Then lean in to embrace
and solidify our greeting,
we'd pass straight through
with barely a feeling.

"Well, take care!"
Then it's over,
impersonal
and so fleeting.

"Goodbye."
"I'll see you again."
on the other side,
my dear friend.