I've walked through
many loves
some; my friend's
some; my own
When i look behind
some of them gone
some are there still
some i can't feel!
Who are you for me
some of them ask.
Be only my own
few put forward this task.
Yet i know who am i
for whom i wait
life is a dream
drawn by a poet:
Suvro Bhattacharya
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-autobiography-2/
