Opposites

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So...

Other people see it to

I don't just have an overactive imagination


This really is how you act around me

You really do seem to care


What is this?

What are we?

Do we need a label?

Why you?

Of all people

You were the least expected

Yet, it is still you


I sit next to you in class

I realize we are compete opposites

You are black, I am white

I am here, you are there

You are you, And I am I

I am green. You are red

Oppisites

But there is a spark here

Others see it too.


Could it be good that we are different

Could it be better

I don't know

You, you confuse me

But I never thought to ask you

If you understood me

Do you?


We were so unexpected

Yet, here we are somehow

We are still.. You and I

But there seems to be something changed

Something deep

Something to our core

There is something behind just being opposite

We are something else..

Something...

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