Your inside jokes and gentle hopes
timid giggles and gothic clothes
Gamer focus mixed with poetic flows
Masters in robotics
Mastered phonetics
Nerdy for physics
Banter comes with it
No limits
Never revisits
Needless gimmicks
Her heart was true
There’s a gravity to comfort,
Our Barcelona sunsets
And getting our feet wet
Two dancing silhouettes
Two good timelines,
running parallel like train tracks.
I wave to the other me sometimes,
Both chasing purpose, acknowledging the facts.
I’m occasionally swayed by regret
But Rupi Kaur’s words replayed
I wouldn’t be the empire I am
If I had stayed
