Parallel Lines
He was a hidden oak tree in a forest of pine. Something special and sweet that had never really been mine. Our paths will never cross, just like two parallel lines, but that won't keep my dreams from taking me to where we're in love. His eyes were on fire and danced around my mind. When he took my fragile hand, it felt as though I was becoming blind. I've always dreamed that a boy like him is the kind that I would find, but dreams are crushed and fade away and never find their truths. And yes, it's sad, I understand that now. People break your heart and run through it like a plow. They forget about your love, and you'll ask yourself "how?" But all I have to say is when you fall in love, stay on your parallel lines.
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