We are characters drawn from distant lands,
Stories shaped by unfamiliar hands.
You, a vision cast in a certain light,
I, a soul that wanders deep into night.
Two tales crafted with purpose and flair,
Distinct in essence, beyond compare.
Not better or worse, just paths apart,
Each bound by ink to its own heart.
Our meeting—a twist of fate's design,
Two worlds colliding yet misaligned.
Tastes and dreams we couldn’t blend,
Two lives that never quite transcend.
So let us part with heads held high,
In quiet grace, no need to pry.
With honor intact, our stories freed—
Characters unbound, as fate decreed.
i love you lisa