parallel lines

how many hellos
how many goodbyes
how many smiles un returned

the steps
slow down
the sight grows smaller
and cold gets colder

nights shimmer
days glow
and trees dance with the wind

they will mimic
the dance of the ocean waves
they will sing the song of the sea

hellos
goodbyes
and silent maybes

the clouds kiss the mountains
sometimes
but they never stay forever
they have skies of blue to hold

the moon visits sometimes during the day
right before the sun really starts to show
but they never really meet

how many strangers
pass each other every second of the day
carrying different life stories that some will never hear
how many paths have crossed
how many have stepped
on the same spot
how many
how many

exhale
in hale
same
air

thousands of miles they travel
those sighs
thousands

so close
you see
so close
yet so far
far enough
close enough
yet like
parallel lines

when never
will they meet