Science
*This is instant messaging in the smallest scale.
Two (or more) particles are separated in space.
An action performed on one is repeated by the other.
Once entwined, they are fundamentally connected.*
Romance
Two lovers that were torn apart
by fate, against them from the start.
They kept a secret close to heart,
a way to stay connected -- how smart!
*Wherever you and I may be
the stars are there for us to see.*
And so the lovers could agree:
to share the heavens, they were free.
Day or Night matters not,
it changes neither script nor plot.
A love that cannot be forgot
conquers any rational thought.
But as the days went by
fear gripped her.
She thought,
*It scares me that we'll never know
if one of us has stopped looking up.*
He knew this day would come,
and had responded in advance.
She could hear him say,
*If you look up, so will I.
If you stop, I will too.
It's spooky how we'll know,
but we will.
Fear not the coming of that day.
It may not even come, who can say?
Two souls entwined, though far away
are never truly led astray.*
Mar 29, 2013
Mar 29, 2013 at 5:51 PM UTC
Science
*This is instant messaging in the smallest scale.
Two (or more) particles are separated in space.
An action performed on one is repeated by the other.
Once entwined, they are fundamentally connected.*
Romance
Two lovers that were torn apart
by fate, against them from the start.
They kept a secret close to heart,
a way to stay connected -- how smart!
*Wherever you and I may be
the stars are there for us to see.*
And so the lovers could agree:
to share the heavens, they were free.
Day or Night matters not,
it changes neither script nor plot.
A love that cannot be forgot
conquers any rational thought.
But as the days went by
fear gripped her.
She thought,
*It scares me that we'll never know
if one of us has stopped looking up.*
He knew this day would come,
and had responded in advance.
She could hear him say,
*If you look up, so will I.
If you stop, I will too.
It's spooky how we'll know,
but we will.
Fear not the coming of that day.
It may not even come, who can say?
Two souls entwined, though far away
are never truly led astray.*
a concept floating around my space for a long time, finished one sleepless night
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