sometimes I feel
that its impossible
for you not to be
the rising smoke
that was once chained
onto me
or I onto you;
unbroken
even before
we saw
dawn's first light
and nature's first call

we breathed the same
pre-existent air
you were me
and I were you
until a time
came where we were
no more

no more you and I
no more she and he
no more us
no more we

just you
or
I
not
we

separated
I was once lost
but now I'm found

yet
far
too
late