I once learnt in Biology that every cell of the body is replaced every 3 months. Meaning we're constantly reborn, new- and you and I have never touched...
Strange to think how often we were together,
that now not a cell of our fingers has been entwined.
I once learnt in Physics that We are made of stardust. Strip away the romance- that's extinct matter. And not just ourselves, but the days we spent together.
The soul's creation out of stardust merely predicts the end-
dreams to be lost and wast d; extinction of you and me.