Just Friends

We have reached the top; good as it gets.
Seen from two different perspectives-
The glass that is half full or half empty,
Mocks, fulfilling none. It's not enough.

My heart beats opposite yours,
I have too much and you have loss,
I am bursting while you are dry.
Is it better to be too full or empty?

My heart, the photographic negative,
Exactly the same, only different.
Though bursting, I can't fill yours,
Though dry, you can't relieve mine.

Time to just cut off the flow. sigh.
Though we shall stay connected.
Back to neutral, between joy and pain.
Freedom and peace- just friends.