Parallel Lines (draft three)

We were put into a room for thirty minutes
To come across something

The conversation was like two parallel lines
Two lines were with adamant great walls
Two lines had difficulties to conversation on same point at the same time

One sentence was threw out
Another voice was adding footnotes
Cloze tests are here and there
Misunderstanding took place in-between every second
Chaotic conversation deafen the real discussion

It was not even started
The time was up
I was frustrated

Once again, 30 mins was in vain.
Unskillful verbal conversation as I am
Makes culture boundaries be naughty again and again

I still could not figure out how wide the gap is
I still could not work out how I could build a bridge to cross.

Maybe all of these were wrong at the very beginning.
Maybe mixing parallel lines is a fault.

Maybe being simple is beautiful
Maybe keeping distance is amazing.

Maybe discussion is not needed
And maybe listening is needed.

Parallel lines should be continually paralleled
The gap should be understood

Parallel Lines (draft one)

What is the point to discuss
if we are in two parallel lines?

How can you expect from me for the building the bridge
if I am not qualified for the brilliant communication skill and you are not helping me out?

I thought I have already grown from the relationship between you and me,
And I would have never suffered the pain from it anymore
However, while you said that to you I made effortless.
My emotion can not be hold anymore.
The tears are breaking the dam
Falling cats and dogs

Today I knew what so beautiful about the beach is the graceful parallel horizontal lines that they are keeping the peaceful distance and have never came across.
Water is water
Sand is sand
Air is air
There is not a matter in between the two.

Yeah, it is my fault.
A fault puts me into this odd situation.

It is impossible to discuss if we stand at two parallel lines.
The distance is the most beautiful thing.

Parallel Lines(draft Two)

What is the point to discuss if we keep walking in two parallel lines?
Two lines are with a great distance and never come across.

How could I build a bridge to communicate you and me?
While your walls are so adamant,
There is not even a window or a door
There is no sign or guide
There is
Nothing

How could I knock down your wall to communicate with you
if I am not stronger
Smarter
More articulate than you?
I am not qualified the better condition than you and you are not helping me out?

Yeah, how could I hope that you are helping me out since you are not even aware there is a great distance between us.



I thought I have already grown from the relationship between you and me,
And I would have never suffered the pain and be hurt by you anymore
However, while you are even denying my attitude,
I could not calm myself anymore.
The tears are just breaking the dam
Falling cats and dogs

Today I knew what so beautiful about the beach
The graceful parallel horizontal lines which keep the peaceful distances between each other and have never came across.
Water is water
Sand is sand
Air is air
There are not any matters in between the two.

Yeah, it is my fault.
A fault puts me and you into this odd situation.
Our meeting is an absolutely fault.

It is impossible to discuss if we stand at two parallel lines.

























Keeping distance
is the most beautiful thing.