I always had a little hope in my heart,
That someone from somewhere will come to be my friend.
I harbored this feeling for long,
I looked around to see who had a room for me.
It was then you poked your finger on my shoulder.
I turned astounded-
Me mortal and you immortal!

Fie! Is this the end of the world?
But I love you and you’ll care till the end of the world.
We talk from a base- that being our hearts.
You broke the huge barrier-one could ever come across,
You told me you cared.

Now, I need no friend,
Because I know-after my death,
My soul shall drift to your gate.

Now, no one can come between us,
For our friendship,
We’ve even conquered death.