We extend the line wherever it takes us.
It takes us to the paradise you never imagined.
So am I.
Laughs, hugs, kisses.
Everything is a bit imaginary but real.
Yes, complex.
I expect this would end.
But I never imagined it too soon.
I guess the line takes us to the end.
Our line is not perpendicular any more, not right.
We are absolutely parallel yet we intersect.
I guess the plane is not that vast.
We have connected our dots.
But now, the segment ends.
I just never imagine this too soon.
I hate this part right here.
But you wish too.