things would be more endurable.
If only there's no heaven,
no one should ever leave anyone.
If only eternity is a fact,
we don't have to let go somebody.
Then what is a true friendship,
if leaving is our daily reality?
We would know of no reason,
why a child should grow up alone,
why somebody insists on seclusion,
why a friend must beg for a company,
why one is bereft of one's soul mate.
You may have taken it for granted,
as if happiness is just a lone oeuvre,
like there's no unbearable singularity.
But why we always fail to prove,
that we are so mature in love,
as if it means an independence?
Seeing your dearest one leaving,
shouldn't be a reason to hate everyone,
or even to cold shoulder your friends.
You will discover that in your heart,
the deepest intimacy lies in the sorrow,
in the sharing of tears and elegies,
with whomever present next to you.
So if you can feel joy only with someone,
you might turn a blind eye to others,
and yet slip up on your own paradise.
If you can see love only in the laughter,
you might be lost through the misery.
The truth is, you never lose a friend,
yet if you cannot but say goodbye.
If only you are willing to share,
even the darkest hours of your life,
you'll see that the one listening to you,
is a friend you thought you had lost.
