Post Six - Parallel Lines

Our paths, it turns out, are different and parallel. Because of what, I don't know how they intertwined.\Even if that's the case, so what? It's okay to be hurt, it's okay to cry; after all, gathering together is not easy.\Looking up at the sky, listening to the weary sounds of the wind and dust.\No matter what kind of parallel, in the end we will converge.\Don't escape anymore, don't silently close your eyes.\Getting along with others is difficult, but one day we will smile at each other, one day we will walk side by side.\PS: Honestly reluctant, 7723 and BOSS, I hope seeing this makes you happy. Sixth post