{"id":18787,"date":"2016-08-13T10:58:31","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T14:58:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=18787"},"modified":"2016-08-13T11:00:34","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T15:00:34","slug":"collide","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/collide\/","title":{"rendered":"Collide"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: left\"><em>&#8220;Even the best fall down sometimes,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Even the wrong words seem to rhyme,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Out of the doubt that fills my mind,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> I somehow find,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> You and I, collide&#8230;&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em> The lyrics to this beautiful, melodious song,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Became the lines to my messed up, sad poem.<\/em><br \/>\n<em> I wouldn&#8217;t even have to wonder why.<\/em><br \/>\n<em> I wouldn&#8217;t even have to ask for another sign.<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Because it&#8217;s obvious. It&#8217;s too obvious.<\/em><br \/>\n<em> You and I were never really meant to collide.<\/em><br \/>\n<em> We are stars from neighboring galaxies.<\/em><br \/>\n<em> So close, yet so far away.<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Swooshing past each other throughout the sky and space,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> But not having a single chance to even just glance at one&#8217;s face.<\/em><br \/>\n<em> We tend to get so close,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> But we never touched, you see.<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Because, as life would want to have it,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> We were never really meant to be.<\/em><br \/>\n<em> A light born from the start,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> A love made from afar,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Two hearts, destined to be apart.<\/em><br \/>\n<em> No matter how much we try,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Now matter how long we hide,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> No matter how many times we will deny,<\/em><br \/>\n<strong><em> We are just not made to collide.<\/em><\/strong><br \/>\n<em> It&#8217;s painful to know that we cannot dance this beautiful melodious song.<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And so it just ended up being a messed up, sad poem.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;Even the best fall down sometimes, Even the wrong words seem to rhyme, Out of the doubt that fills my mind, I somehow find, You and I, collide&#8230;&#8221; The lyrics to this beautiful, melodious song, Became the lines to my messed up, sad poem. I&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":758,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18787","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18787","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/758"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=18787"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18787\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18855,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18787\/revisions\/18855"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18787"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18787"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18787"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}