Side by side,
They once held on tight,
Through storms of rain,
And days of light.
Now turned away,
They no longer meet,
Yet both still stand,
On the same thin seat.
Life teaches this—
Not every bond is shown
By faces turned forward,
But by what’s still known.
We may drift apart,
In silence, in space,
Yet the line reminds us,
We shared the same place.
Love, friendship, life—
They don’t always end,
Sometimes they just shift,
But still quietly bend.
Two clips apart,
Yet these times will show,
The chains we can’t see
Are the ones that grow.
Not every bond is visible—
Even at a distance
Some ties quietly grow stronger.
. . .
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