My friend

Long ago and far from here we were together. Born of the same mother. We held each others hand as we passed through life. Together we played in the sun and the sand. We watched each other grow and change. Your family was mine and mine was yours. Into old age we passed, brother and sister. Hand in hand until my last breath.

In another place and time, we met again. In our youth we were lovers. We shared passion and lust. We held each other's bodies close. Time passed and together we raised our children. With graying hair and dulling eyes, we watched our grandchildren grow. Though our bodies aged, our passion for each other stayed strong. We faced old age together, hand in hand, heart by heart. Death came to you first, I held you but still you slipped away from me. I longed for you desperately. I mourned, until death came for me also.

Again I was brought into this world and our souls were separated. I was born and you were not there. I was alone, without you, in my childhood. My soul longed for you. I searched for you, but could not find you. I met another whose love for me was strong. Our love grew, but still I did not feel complete. Then your soul was returned to mine as you were born to me. My child, my son. I held your hand and led you through your childhood. You held my hand as I passed once more from this world.

In this time, my soul was lost. I was so alone. Where were you? In my childhood, I was given brothers, but you were not one. I met my mate, but still my soul ached for you. My children were born, and with each one I expected you, but you did not come. Until one day, your words came across my screen. With your “HELLO”my soul was complete again.