Silhouette

I took it in my palm A stray that looked familiar Confused, lost, beaten It was my silhouette It had left me a decade by We had a difference of opinion And we walked a separate road I'd often think of him In passing In a shop window reflection In a quiet winter morn When I was alone We had been close once Fought battles in playgrounds Lay beside me in darker times When hormones grew And life was confusing He held my hand Whispered the right words That brought comfort I missed him It made me sad That I could be alone in a crowded room My wingman somewhere, lost too? Missing me, maybe, maybe not! Today though unexpected he returned Bedraggled, worn at the seams Just like me, I suppose That mattered not Just that he was here My true friend home Together once more We sat for a while Hugged, traded times Then drifted, to sleep And dreamt of tomorrow.