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I never thought I'd see the day
I'd meet another line.

I was a simple line.
Straightforward. Boring. Normal.

But she was almost the same.

Almost.

She had slightly different...

Characteristics.

We eased into our meet.
Slowly. Quietly. We touched.

But.

After that point. She knew:

I was not the one.

From then on, she started to drift away.
Slowly. Quietly. Invisibly.

But I knew.

From the moment we touched, I knew I was not the one she wanted.

I had strange characteristics. Dark characteristics.

I had holes. I had limits. I had shadows of myself on other planes.

She finally drifted away from me. As it should have been.

I silently wished her happiness, that line. She had nearly everything that would have made her my perfect parallel.

Everything but one.

I will never know what that one thing is.
I will never know if I will see that beautiful line again.
I will never know if i will find a line quite like her.
I will never know what my parallel will be like

Perhaps she will find that thing.
Perhaps she will find her parallel.
Perhaps she will be happy.
Perhaps she will be sad.

I never thought I'd see the day
I'd meet another line.

But that day is behind me.
A value long since gone.

I may remember.
I may forget.

But I will never know another day.
I'd meet that other line.

Description
I never thought I'd see the day
I'd meet another line.

I was a simple line.
Straightforward. Boring. Normal.

But she was almost the same.

Almost.

She had slightly different...

Characteristics.

We eased into our meet.
Slowly. Quietly. We touched.

But.

After that point. She knew:

I was not the one.

From then on, she started to drift away.
Slowly. Quietly. Invisibly.

But I knew.

From the moment we touched, I knew I was not the one she wanted.

I had strange characteristics. Dark characteristics.

I had holes. I had limits. I had shadows of myself on other planes.

She finally drifted away from me. As it should have been.

I silently wished her happiness, that line. She had nearly everything that would have made her my perfect parallel.

Everything but one.

I will never know what that one thing is.
I will never know if I will see that beautiful line again.
I will never know if i will find a line quite like her.
I will never know what my parallel will be like

Perhaps she will find that thing.
Perhaps she will find her parallel.
Perhaps she will be happy.
Perhaps she will be sad.

I never thought I'd see the day
I'd meet another line.

But that day is behind me.
A value long since gone.

I may remember.
I may forget.

But I will never know another day.
I'd meet that other line.