One of these days
Sooner or maybe later
You will watch yourself taking
The lanes that wind up at your door
And you will watch yourself walking upto you
Taking a seat next to yourself
Smiling, hands clasped in silent reception
Like old friends who accidently meet
With time on their side
Indulge with love, with mutual recollections
Listen to your stories and fondly finish the lines
When memory slips
And while the dust settles from her long tired feet
Refill her cup to the brim just on the verge of spill-over
And dismiss protests with laughter and kindness
You have come a long way
Through ignorance, mistrust, breakdown, false hope
Broken love, unmailed letters, mornings and dusks
Nights, strangers,hunger and laughter
Appreciation, coldness, longing
Separation
Death, arrival, relief and paranoia
Emptiness and comfort
Shame and love
Disbelief and indifference
When she comes to you
Keep time in hand
Your one true friend
That never quite left
When others did
