We're parallel lines, you and I; unknowingly near, but never seeing eye to eye. We could've been good, you and I; you're silly, but amusing. I'm a hard knock, but I could be soft as cotton. I've been asking you for the longest time. Pardon me if I can't wait that long. I can only do so much to make myself believe that you're real.
If you already know the future, please tell me. So I know what to say.
You know who you are.
**The photo has nothing to do with the write-up above. Just felt that it needed something to go with. Just...thinking out loud. I guess...
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We move in circles
Balanced all the while
On a gleaming razor's edge
-- Octavarium by Dream Theater