Parallel Lines

there's an invisible bond between us
I am morning
He is night
like parallel lines running
beside each other but never touching

there is a silent code of understanding
that transcends the realm of normal
hard to express in words out loud
but it's meaning often felt

he will never be my boyfriend
I feel love for him but not physical
he has become a part of me

whether fate brings us closer
or fades us apart
he is one half in my soul
and the other half in my heart

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