I am not you
And you are not me.
We are not the same.
But sometimes
It feels like we
Exist to breathe together.
Exist to cry together.
And I can imagine us
Melting into one.
United.
We share a pain,
Invisible to the naked eye.
Invisible to everyone
But us.
The one question
That haunt us both.
'Where would we have been now
If life had given us a chance
Together?'
Sometimes I wish
We had a better timing.
Sometimes I wish you.
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