It is funny how people can be connected. Connected by an event in the past, merely by a brief, shared moment that unites you in a look exchanged or an apology stuttered. Or by time spent together that has come to an end, binding you together in the memories. Or in an agreement never spoken, which unites you through distance, silence or time.
In secrets that can never be told, which are the hardest ones of all. Knowing too much, aware of the fact that ever saying it aloud would damage the other, willingly or not, can haunt you. Being caught between people's lives while they haven't got the faintest clue you are stuck in there, it tests your loyalty. To them, to the greater good, to yourself.
In an imaginary world that has yet to come true, in the stage of dreams and hopes. And even though it has never happened, and might never happen, you're tied together in a thought and you feel the connection already beginning to grow.
It could be there for real, or it could be just a fantasy. It might unite you, it can drive you apart. After all it is only a hunch, a feeling of belonging in some strange level. But the thing is that once the connection has been made, it never goes away.
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