two people walking on the street
walking together, but emotionally apart
used to be one, but now they are just two
they are passing a stranger on the street
they even didnt realize they are passing each other as stranger, on their secluded mind
two people walking, used to hold each other hands, heart and body
now they are holding each for their own ground, own heart and own body
two people walking together, used to hate silence when they were together, now each enjoy their own solitude, and silence is their walls of denials and perhaps defense.
two people walking, their body are barely touching, perhaps on the inside their heart are nearly breaking.
two people standing together, not eye to eye nor heart to heart anymore. because the pain could obviously seen. now they are facing the opposite of each other, because perhaps this is just better this way.
two people, not holding hands anymore, but each holding their hearts tightly, their pride firmly.
two people walking together,each try to convince them selves, that this is just the way it is. this is better than yesterday.
two people walking together, putting on a brave face. each is protecting the solitude of the other. maybe it's strange but deeper way.
