intertwined strangers

there are times when our hands meet and we feel like two halves made into a whole
there are times when our eyes glimpse each other a future is born
there are times when our hearts beat in a steady tempo melodies are created

but...
there are times when we breathe the same air but live separate lives
there are times when we sleep under the same sky but are distant fellows
there are times when we hold each other tight but go our separate ways

im trying to make sense of the feelings i have and the doubts in my head. im trying to understand why things happen the way they do. im grasping at the straws while keeping the foundation firm. there are silent questions i cannot ask, words i cannot form, and dreams that evoke such fearful futures. i wake up in a sweat at times thinking the heaven i have is just a farce. inside my smile a question lingers, asking "is this real?". i am scared to open what was once broken. i am scared to give what was once taken forgranted. but i think it's to late for fears for i already have one foot across the threshold. i have one hand reaching towards you and more than half of myself given in abandon.

we are intertwined. that i believe. but until where? until how far?