It’s an interesting connection we share here.
When you read what I write, we are connected.
Even before we shared words, we were connected.
What are we?
We are you and me.
Why is it so obvious that we are separate?
Isn’t it obvious that we are the same,
That we are of the same stuff?
It is good to be a part of you,
Though it may seem that I am apart from you.
I’m glad you are a part of me.
We wouldn’t be the same without us.