Post-August 2019, there started a tale
Which this poem will try to tell
From a youths’ place, this story does hail

Ahead in this poem, ’twill unfold
What, to date, was unshared and untold
’Tis something that will ne’er get old
There were two stranger souls
They knew none, nor each other, at all
But somehow, time was playing its ’ole

Gradually, it came a day, in front of an internal entrance gate
Ze got to know each other, ’twas the place where first ze met
When One got stuck in things, a helping hand the Other led
And the story’s founding stone it did set

Eventually, betwixt ’em, a bond was made
Ze didn’t talk regularly, but the bond didn’t fade
Each with a secret but none of ’em shared
To tell each other, none of ’em e’er dared
One got a feeling, thought to take the steps next
Completely unaware of becoming Other’s one of the best’

Once, One’s mind changed, supposed steps were ne’er taken
But remained one of the bests for the Other, ’twas always this same
Days, months, and years have passed
’Tis hard to recall when ze met last

One day, a short message the Other sent
And informed ’bout an upcoming & especial event
’Twas the message the Receiver couldn’t ignore
’Cause ’twas from someone the Receiver always did adore
Happiness was felt in the Receiver’s heart
The date for the event on calendar got marked
A date when two souls were finally ’bout to meet
E’en if for a few minutes only, ’twas still worth it
A few days later, it came the day
To meet the Other, One traveled a 3-hours way
On the next day, One reached a few hours after the noon
Hoping to meet the Other, very soon
But was also mentally prepared for a long wait
Other’s new life was about to begin, Ze’s meeting was bound to be late
Ze finally met around 01:30 AM in the night
Ze greeted, shook hands, smiled, talked for a few minutes, and then goodbyed