🌺💛The thin thread that...

🌺💛The thin thread that holds two people together.

- What thread?

- The thread of everything that keeps them tied, 

even when they are far away. 

Even when they don't see each other and don't speak to each other….

- Why do you say the thread?

- Because it's a very thin and very resistant thing, 

isn't it? 

Which you may not even see, 

and it can be extended almost without limits through distance and time and the crowding of other people who occupy the space and cross it in every direction. 

But it is by no means certain that it exists, 

the thread.

- No ?

- No. 

Maybe two think they are very close, 

then as soon as they try to move away they discover that in reality they are perfectly fine each on their own.

- So why did they think they were connected?

- Because they were held together by a glue of pure habit and objects and shared places and layered gestures. 

It's such a strong glue that it looks like a permanent solder, 

but as soon as one of them tries to come apart there's no wire following it.

- How sad.

- Yes. 

Most bonds are like this, 

I think.

- How do you know that the thread is there instead?

- When you try to break it, 

and you find yourself in free fall through the meaning of things.

- And what is this thread made of?

- A continuous exchange of questions and answers. 

Looks, 

even if only imagined. 

Assonances and intuitions and surprises, 

mutual curiosity that never ends. 

And similarities, 

and differences... 

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