I tried, I promise -
To see in you my own growth
To see in myself a desire to take you through
You know how they say...
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere
They are in each other all along
Like the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle
That a careless child had thrown about
Together despite being away
Completing, not overlapping, each other.
But-
We overlapped.
It's not that we're wrong together
It's just that we're not right
We laugh at the same things
We cry on the same ones too
Where is the friction, the challenge?
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