How To Bend, But Not Break

Questions on the walls.
They drip into our minds.
We hold on to them.
Just for a bit.
We let them fill us.
We ask them.
Answer with our hearts.
And let them go.
Questions won't damage us.
Answers won't seperate us.
And time will never break us.
We do not only exist here.
We exist in hope too.
And in the fragile realm of dreams.
Our hands touch.
Even when apart.
For love never truly seperates.
It doesn't matter where I go.
I always carry a piece of you with me.
If I touch my I touch you.
Remember that next time you gaze upon the stars.

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