Between the Lines
Red strings, tangled in the air,
soulmates are connected.
But what do you do when your string
tugs you away from who you rest with?
I can see between the lines,
What am I to do?
Logically, I know too well,
I am not fated to be with you.
But how could I find another
who knows me this well?
How could I find another
who makes my heart swell
and my mind race with thoughts,
each buzzing with electric energy?
I know that everyone is tied by a string
but are soulmates truly decided so easily?
My heart bleeds much more red
than any string of fate could ever contain,
it beats for you, my love,
so from following the string, I will refrain.
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