These parallel lines
That never meet
Are the threads of our lives
That never touch
Far from entangling
We’ll witness one another
By the distance of the seas
Our souls two pairs of eyes
Separated by a gulf
We may never cross
No matter the longing
For we are parallel lines
With an ocean in between
And no rowboats to be seen.
Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 1:44 PM UTC
These parallel lines
That never meet
Are the threads of our lives
That never touch
Far from entangling
We’ll witness one another
By the distance of the seas
Our souls two pairs of eyes
Separated by a gulf
We may never cross
No matter the longing
For we are parallel lines
With an ocean in between
And no rowboats to be seen.
Sometimes I get this sudden longing for someone I haven’t met yet.
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