my poetry book that's yet to be named

Parallel lines

Paralysed, we're like two parallel lines. Desperate to cross, to touch. Even though we both know it's impossible, we still have hope. Even if we know we won't work together; at least not well, but we'll still try, even if we know we'll fail. Maybe in a parallel universe, we would've succeeded. Maybe in a parallel universe, we aren't so parallel.

-Dana

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Hi guys, I'm Sonic, aren't I? I've been updating more. Hope you enjoyed it. Like always, feedback is warmly welcomed. I have another chapter ready, which I'll release in a few days :).
Anyway, about this chapter, I wanted to talk about a relationship that's fully ruined or that never would've worked and how helpless you feel trying to salvage it. I hope that you can feel something while reading this. Also, if you want longer stuff, I can post a few longer chapters. All the love.❤️