The closed distance

Was familiarity stricken,
but the realization crossed the meet...
we did meet, but yet did not.
conversations of plenty, some of fears..
smiles of abundance, and those of happy tears ..

When the distance didn't matter,
but only the matter did,
our talks of lives remained splendid..
Whatever we spoke, was from the heart,
connected our minds, and was no art..

The journeys were shared,
and the roads of philosophy met,
for your care, i am in debt..
the bonds shall prevail and the roads shall meet,
being with the best is always a treat...