Different Worlds
Together, they used to hold the world in their joined hands.
But how did they get to this point where they're on both ends?
They're so close yet so far. And they've been far away from each other, far away for far too long.
One day, their paths will cross again but they wouldn't know, they wouldn't notice that what used to be half of their worlds just walked past them.
They may have their own different worlds by that time, but for just that split second that the tips of their fingers touched or their shoulders bumped into each other's, the world they once built on their own where there was no one else except the both of them ... would once again become one.
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PoesíaA picture contains a thousand words -- painted in language one can never speak. Elounor Excerps || Poetry © 2016 farawayelounor Cover by: Dbluemoon
