You and I are parallel lines
which share the same direction
but not recognising the signs
we both miss out on affection.
For parallel lines never touch
when all they want is to converge
and to be this close can be too much
when they're willing their lips to merge.
You are in the same form as me
so I know you feel it too
but we know that a cross can't be
and we're so stuck with what to do.
So we will continue our ways
to somewhere perpendicular
whose lines touch us, then stays
more personal and particular
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