A Dream

Not long ago
probably in my teens
I once dreamt a dream.

The dream
like all the other dreams
was just a dream.

I was someone else in it
and someone else was with me.

We were together
or so to say
together like ‘I’ and ‘me’
together for
and together since
all the eternity.

But that dream too
was not you
for it too had to end.

And what it left was
just a longing
for you
who never ends.