Two:One

This is the first poem I have ever posted on here. I think this poem may be good if people can variously interpret it in helpful means. Otherwise, this poem is about when I found two of myself.

I look at you, I look at me
One tied whereas one is free
One in pain, the other, grief
And time simply swallows what we may not keep.

I look at you, I look at me
One left behind whereas one looks behind
One up high, the other sees sky
And nonetheless, we are the waves and the tides.

I look at you, I look at me
One sees whereas one looks
One forgiven, the other reads books
And the vessel had grasped what was once took.

Author's Note

You may tell me if I have any grammar or dialogue problem.