Apart but close

Was it my fault, or were they yours?
Or was it the time, what was so coarse?

Like a pair of curtains, we drifted apart.
Holding same pole, but hanging so far.

Staring at void, I saw you in tears.
But they were just stars, as sky got more clearer.

I shape you in fog, in mist, in water.
I feel you around, every moment, like air.

Someday, I hope, the curtains will be closer,
Hiding the insight, together and forever.

Blocking the sun-rays, the meddlers, to come in.
Escaping from the world, and continue what we were dreaming...