4the lines
we draw
between our hearts
and minds
and souls
are thin
and yearn to be stretched
crossed
and broken
shattered
into pieces
and numbly drawn again
only this time we'll be stronger
this time they'll be thicker
this time they'll be broken
even quicker
because "he's different"
because "I've never felt this way before"
because...
the lines
were crossed
the lines
were broken
the lines
were forgotten
yet again
and now we draw them
yet again