For long we have traversed this path,

Hands held tight,

We moved on ahead.

You speak to me,

Nay not a foreign tongue,

Yet what you speak I cannot comprehend!

I reach, I seek

For Someone,

Yet it is not you I seek.

We clutch desperately

And move ahead.

Alas, ‘t is in opposite directions that we proceed.

In this frantic tug of war if conflicting needs

I wonder,

When hands meant to anchor turned to shackles!

For a moment I am alone;

There should be an obligation,

Or maybe a commitment demanded of us…
Yet no such thing exists!

You live, I live

And that’s just how it is !

I am appalled for an instant

At this friendship turned travesty.

Rather  it is a strange transaction this,

A transformation

From strangers, acquaintances, to friends …to strangers once more.

Yet hands held tight

We face each other,

And I wonder, who will be first to break free?

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**Will we ?!