Last updated on March 7, 2021
It’s often that we forget
all trapped in our self-focussed thoughts
that we’ve all got these endless churning brains, yet
we are experiencing empathy droughts.
Our lives are interlinked and poignantly connected
she thinks of me just as I think of her
just not with the same frequency—not that mattered
anyway our lives are all too busy a-fluster.
And in a way this is a refreshing thought; we
are all human, all fighting our own battles
(and that’s a saying that stuck with me)
it’s okay when our soul sometimes rattles.
You and I don’t even know who thinks of us
let it be Her with golden locks and sapphire eyes
let it be Him with his charming manly hocus pocus
so don’t be afraid and wait before thinking, wait before saying your goodbyes.
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