We were always there together
holding hands in every situation,
not leaving anytime.
It felt good,
but there were some parts
which we could never pick up, nor wanted to
some which were left untouched,
maybe we both were afraid of them
and couldn’t bring ourselves together in those days.
They were untouched part of our soul,
afraid of showing then to the world,
even to those who have held my hand for years,
and one day, we tried to connect those parts,
we couldn’t handle them
some things are better unsaid.
We were always together
but couldn’t blend
just like Oil and Water