they lived separated,
but slept in the same bed,
something became lost,
something became stale
but somehow,
someway,
distance only made their love grow even more,
they craved to be in the same bed,
they craved to be one.
they believed they were becoming distant
but that created the foundation,
which formed a new love,
and the distance,
built bridges that allowed for the star crossed lovers to meet,
and when they collided they created love.
or was it love ?
the love they had lasted
only for a night,
they only knew how to lust.