You and Me

 
We are one
But not single !
Like a book
Folded and kept in the shelf.
When someone opens it
There comes two sides.
You and Me,
Or Me and You...
With nothing in between
But everything in between...
When I come to your side
You become thick and rich
And I vanish...
The same thing happens
When you come to me...
But at the end,
Alas ! We have an epitaph
Instead of an epilogue !!