The lines that intersect


Sometimes it feels a little too odd.

Too odd that we were fortunately (and unfortunately) in the same place at the same time.

Too odd that we knew of each others existence despite knowing nothing about each other a few moons back.

Whether it is something written in the stars or set in place by a force more powerful than you and I, it cannot be denied that our paths were made to cross.

Is this, however, all we’ll ever be? Like two lines that intersect, only meeting once then drifting apart never to meet again?

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