I think that sometimes
Some people are only meant to be so much.
Like how you're only meant to look at me
And think I'm beautiful when you're complicated,
And I'm only meant to look at you
And think you could be everything I need when I'm not enough.
In the end, all we will ever be are two trains,
Passing by, with opposite destinations.
Always missing one another, never colliding.
And in a way, I can't be upset with that
Because what if we strayed from our paths and collided,
And lost everything in the process?
- missing you could ruin me
and that possibility alone is too much
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From the Depths
PoetryA collection of original written word from the heart describing things felt or thought in real situations. I hope you enjoy the read - who knows what will come of it. #wattys2019
