Hyphen
- Julianna Villella
- Jan 19, 2021
- 1 min read
Lost individuals
long to live accompanied.
Loneliness gets lame,
and pairs tend to form.
Like two middle-aged people
soon to be lovers.
Linked together,
they are now one.
Getting to know each other
like a child and the alphabet.
Finding each other,
their missing element.
Refused to be separated by space,
they combine themselves.
Their lives, their feelings, their thoughts,
together as one.
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