You could read my mind,
in a blink of an eye.
Oh my treasured friend,
what blessing to have you by.
I knew you once,
I knew you so well.
And then a queer moment of delusion.
We solemnly parted, without goodbye.
Your resolute indifference, my becoming blase’,
which was worse? I could never decide.
Suns kept setting, with no regrets.
Your reminiscence too, a tale gone by.
On Wednesday last,
I saw this lad.
With a cheerful smile,
he had nodded his head.
‘Who are you?
Have we ever met?’