It's not that I have known you for so long.
It's that I knew you so long ago.
The world and you and I were young
and more frivolous with our affections.
Different times and different pains
Different loves and reasons
came together, composing what was at once a friendship.
Kin by different bloodlines.
Running even deeper, at times, than veins can run in a body.
More solid than flesh and everlasting for the time.
When our world was one with walkable circumference
we were all it took to fill it.
Now the world is broader, bigger, wider than we ever bothered to imagine
when all of our time was filled with each other.
The distance between us makes the difference.
Not on maps so much as minds.
In soul and spirit.
It is the horizons that have changed.
Our angles in relation to the sun
and how we choose to revolve around it.
None of what we are or who we were has altered much.
Or been altered.
We are who we are who we were who we shall be.
The world, it seems, is big enough for both of us.
You there and me here.
Where ever there and here may be.