Lines across the universe
Those famous lines
That our hands define.
They make me yours
They make you mine.

And when these lines
Grow faint and stop,
And we find ourselves
Lost and without love,
Wondering what made us click
In the first place,

And we go like crazy
In search of ‘selves,
Our pieces scattered across space,
Blaming each other
For this messy state:
Our stupid hearts,
How could they have fooled us again?

It’s then we’ll catch a glimpse of “us”
Across the lines through the universe.
Across the trains, across the plains.
We’ll realize it wasn’t us, it was our pain.

These lines,
Through time and space
They’ll regrow.
The monsters we’ve made of each other
Will burn off in their afterglow.
The doubts we had, what tore us apart,
Won’t matter, struck out by the lines of our hearts.
For you and I, love,
We were made to last.


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