Familiarity

He told me We've known Each other For so many Years… He feels So close To me… Why don't I Feel the same Towards him? He asked me… Reflecting on this Seemingly close Familiarity… That makes him Feel so close To me… I wonder Just through Emailing and Internet chatting How much Do you really Know a person? You know him Only when You've Lived with him Seeing his Ins and outs, Knowing his Whereabouts Seeing his Smiles and Shouts ;) How he Grimaces And pouts ;) How he Haggles with Touts ;) Addressing his Everyday Doubts, Staying by him Always… Through all seasons, Be those rains, floods Or droughts… Forgiving him For the rules He flouts ;) Lest there are ‘No go back' Fall outs ;) Making the most Of his depressive Bouts and keeping Him off those Lousy louts… Making him feel Spring-fresh and Weeding out those Ugly sprouts… This is What I Deem As real knowing… Living, liking and Loving… Staying together… Despite everything, A relationship maturing Ceaselessly growing… Pruning and gardening To create something, That outlasts everything Farming and cultivating The greener pastures Of togetherness… Up until One's last days On earth - Before the final Farewell of dying And about Knowing… Only through Emailing and Internet chatting? In this glossy Transience of Cyber space… All men are as Virtual to me… As the surreal Faces of God Almighty…