Like two yo-yo's we're taking turns on having feelings for one another.
Will we ever meet halfway?
We spin between fear and love, but never at the same time.
The midpoint is within reach.
Yet one rope is streched while the other is wrapped tight.
I hope one day our yo-yo's get tangled so we can live in balance and harmony.
Dec 28, 2018
Dec 28, 2018 at 6:39 PM UTC
Like two yo-yo's we're taking turns on having feelings for one another.
Will we ever meet halfway?
We spin between fear and love, but never at the same time.
The midpoint is within reach.
Yet one rope is streched while the other is wrapped tight.
I hope one day our yo-yo's get tangled so we can live in balance and harmony.
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