My reflections are you.
All these years,
All this while-
I'd survived-
not knowing how a part of me is
connected,
to you.
And then one day,
You catch me-
unaware.
Serendipity. Deja-vu.
Yes.
That's how it feels.
You make me wonder,
how you know exactly-
how I feel.
I ask you,
And the simplicity of your reply,
"We all have a part of each other latched on-
to our own soul"
This!
Satiates my soul.
I feel complete-
in some ways.
Any yet a deep void,
blares its existence in me.
Me and you,
similar and yet so different.
United by our own disparities.
Me and you.....
All these years,
All this while-
I'd survived-
not knowing how a part of me is
connected,
to you.
And then one day,
You catch me-
unaware.
Serendipity. Deja-vu.
Yes.
That's how it feels.
You make me wonder,
how you know exactly-
how I feel.
I ask you,
And the simplicity of your reply,
"We all have a part of each other latched on-
to our own soul"
This!
Satiates my soul.
I feel complete-
in some ways.
Any yet a deep void,
blares its existence in me.
Me and you,
similar and yet so different.
United by our own disparities.
Me and you.....
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