What Meaning? Poem by RIC BASTASA

you were with someone before
you were friends

though, somewhere there is that
wish for an intimacy

the impossibility is obvious with the
way hands held each other

then you went to different directions
as expected

you search for meaning and did not find it

you meet again
you remember but everything everything is totally different

of course, you forget, and proceed you way
into those other differences

you say, well, life is like that
you meet a friend, then a total stranger

no regrets, you keep that statement
you accept, there is nothing to find, same question:

what meaning is there?