The Line

There’s just something that connects us

Mutual admiration, shared passions, thinking alike

We are both happy when we’re together

Some good things I’ll always remember

 

But there’s a line in between

When the both of us meet

Where there’s just “me” and “you”

And everything else, I don’t know


The line, I could not cross nor pass

Will remain that way officially

Because we’re unofficially together

And there’ll be no “us” until forever


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The Line

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