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I met you once in a crowded street
you didn’t know my name
but something in the way you moved
never left me the same
You held the door for someone else
I almost didn’t see
but kindness has a way of staying
longer than memory
We are not strangers not quite friends
just moments passing through
but somehow every small connection
keeps pulling me to you
Maybe we are all just echoes
of people we will never meet
still somehow we keep responding
to a rhythm underneath
There are threads between us
that we cannot see
pulling every silent moment
back into unity
There are threads between us
tied in different ways
holding every broken distance
together in place
A name I never learned to say
still shaped a part of me
a passing glance a half-known face
becomes eternity
If nothing ever truly ends
but only changes form
then every small encounter
was something more than random storm
There are threads between us
even when we fall apart
there are threads between us
written in the dark
There are threads between us
and I don’t know why
but I can feel them still
when I close my eyes
We were never separate…
we were just…far apart…