Passage of Time and Purity

Seven years has passed,
And only seven minutes between that…
That we really spoke our minds in person…
For five years that to be happen,
Yet, we never regret that…
We might never…
Talks…
Laugh…
Smile…
Or do like other normal friend do…
And they said eye is the window to the soul?
And minds boggles wandering…
Distances may far…
Life may differ…
We might be stuff of the old tale,
You be the unicorn…
And I’m just the hopeless peasant happens…
Caught a glance of you gaze at me,
And forever trapped in infinite night…
Dreaming the forbidden dream,
Chasing the Unicorn…
We might never have another five years waiting,
We might never know what this will be…
We might never care about this when the sun rise the next day,
But, please allow me…
I am honored to be your friend,
I admire you for being a friend,
Even when I am not perfect,
Even then,
Even when,
You are you…
Never cease to amaze me
Yet the truth is,
The fact that,
Even for a friend,
Even if you don’t care,
You never wanted me to be someone that I can never be…
That I cherish most about you…
And if only,
God himself allows us to meet once again,
Unlike the last time,
In time when we are we,
Not now or were,
Then I promise myself to tell you the moral of this writing,
Until then…
(by AlphaDorK)