yes, i blush
bridging gaps of their world, your world, and my world– in one spectrum.
Two faced of two fates in one shoe— don’t ever stop asking
I blushed, walking in red lines, how hard it is to walk out of trails, how hard it was to choose sides.
It centered, glinting fortitude to be taken; I can’t take one and I walked in lines.
The two sides were judging my flakiness, flaunting it as fake. I have nothing to please, yet I've been taught by the two as pleaser.
If I wasn't myself, then I would have stepped into one and affected none apart.
The tragic that I could bring to the two are historical, tying my future into what ‘should’ tales tell.
I do not want to create one apart. I want to create a whole
The division was perceived perfectly when they flourish but it failed to consider the danger they threw to each other.
As if they're not stuck to one another; bordered only by the red lines I’m keeping, been dying to lift, been dying to blow.
The time came where two sides went through different shades of environment, and I remain red as it is, parting.
The left turned gray while right turned pink,
Left turned white while right turned blue,
Left turned green while right turned peach,
Both sides turned orange
And before I knew it, they began to turn red, dissolving my lines off from the space center.
I lifted my feet out off an untraceable line and wandered on the left side.
The side turned green again, and I glanced back to the lines I walked away from. It did not survive from red turns, the line disappeared never drawn again, and the right side is also withholding the same shade of green.
I can no longer reach the border line, I can no longer tell that I crossed any division, it became whole.
Walking on the right side, the shade turned yellow, this time, the left stayed green.
I've seen the center line surfaced again. I walked towards it and judged that it is not red, yet I can tell the sides from here, with a different color.
I love the two, so I stepped on their ends, meeting halfway through.
I’ll wait until their shade becomes the same environment again and hold them at the center when they're not.
I’ll be their match keeping both intact, I’ll be their center keeping two at its core.
I can't lose both or either one of them. If I lose one, part of me will lose.
I’ll be the one to keep the two merged in one.
I’ll be the one who ensures they come back together again.
How am I supposed to leave sides that give birth to my name?