My love, my life, the one I call friend.  
You can always count on me until the end.  
I shall stay solid, foundation runs deep,
with me always, you I'll keep. 
 
Locked in my heart few are allowed to go,
the journey inside is horribly slow.  
With quickened pace you entered within,
as if always there from where I begin. 
 
We two have existed from times emergence,
when I arrive at my next life I'll await the convergence,
the meeting of two souls who've traveled before.  
Together we've lain on a distant shore. 
 
This life or the next, you I shall meet again,
not a question of where, but the question is when.  
Each life we live will intertwine,
our souls age with grace with the passage of time. 
 
Our next lives, our past lives,
were you my lover?  
Maybe my wife, my sister,
my brother,
maybe my father or
even my mother,
it matters not one or the other.
 
I only know until this life will end,
I'll be happy to call you my friend.
No one writes words that make you feel this way,
you're on my mind throughout the day.

In this life you are my friend,
Who knows what our future will hold.
Our story has neither beginning nor end.  
our whole story is yet to be told.

It's Unwritten