Never thought distances would be of this sort,
when you sit right in front of me,
But you are no more mine,
our relation is distant that the closeness of our bodies,

You were like the scent in a breeze,
You were like the breath that held me alive,
You were, once upon a time,
what you are'nt anymore,

I hear some soft footsteps,
that used to tremble my heart beats,
I still hear them in the brisk leaves,
and the pounding rain,

But when I dare to look across the door,
Silence prevails in its infinite bounty,
and I realize,
those sounds were just the echo of my own thoughts.

As we sit against one another today,
smitten by the hazed mirror of past,
Our eyes bear the curtain of anonymity,
and I wish,
If they had to look across this barrier,
They'd better have pulled across the curtain amongst us,
before we ever laid eyes on each other.