And then made up me and you.
And that is when the time-keeper starts managing our love.
Love is a slow soul.
In this journey, there are lots of setbacks.
We aim to reach happiness.
But in the end, some are happy, some stop loving.
Loneliness is a kind of knowledge
How many times of heartbreak are needed to fulfill our will?
Then we think that our time-keepers are cruel and unfair.
"Dear time-keeper,
We won't give up, we will keep on striving.
But please, let me know the time or a date;
When me and my love are parallel and collide."
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