The Distance Between Poem by ashok jadhav

We sit beneath the same familiar roof,
Yet speak as strangers passing in a hall.
Your eyes search mine for something long erased,
And I retreat behind remembered pain.
The words that might have bridged the years remain
Unspoken, lodged in chambers of regret.
I recall the days when laughter filled the room,
When trust was simple, unafraid of time.
But walls grew slowly, brick by careless brick,
And love became a caution, not a gift.
I wonder if you feel the space I feel,
Or if the silence comforts more than it wounds.
Perhaps we carry each other still, unseen,
In memory, in longing, in the small
Fragments of connection never quite denied.
Yet every step toward one another
Is haunted by the weight of what we lost.