#Untitled 48 (Two of a Kind)
We stand, two of a kind.
Drawn in by numbers and figures –
dates for data (minding our pasts).
I saw her in you as you saw me in you. Were we fools, to begin with, or has love done something crazy (immaculate)?
I see not her, but me in her… (I guess a past of the past too.)
If I could visualise a space where we too could meet, right at the middle, it would be because we’re two of a kind.
So then, do you remember which one