A bit of my heart beats differently
A bit still remains.
I am sure, but
Was it you? My shadow?

Did I not lose you after sunset, some years ago?
Were you the wind dancing wildly with the trees on its way
Or were you a river gushing, pushing itself
Before meeting the sea.

You have disappeared similarly

I have lost you in the maze
Of a million faces
On the roads
Of a thousand destinations

But a bit of my heart will beat differently
A bit, will still remain.
I am sure, but
Was it you? My shadow?

Love, one mighty allusion
Friendship, just another appropriation!