someday I will find you
we will see each other
you were not my love
but the cliche of that word
shows it is as empty
as a fish bowl,
and you deserve better

someday you will find me
you will search
for there is something unfinished
about what we did.
never lovers
but not just friends
you feel it as I do

someday we will find the other
two halves of an anomaly
unknown in content
but necessary somehow
I feel a piece of myself
where you are now
it hid away in your travel case
and latched itself to you
sometimes, I wake up
in the middle of the night
and feel as if a piece of you
is here with me too