Beating but never touching.
Wouldn't that describe our hearts?

Connecting but never transferring.
Wouldn't that describe our relationship?

Data that transfers less that 0.1kb per hour.
A connection that disconnects constantly.
Two hearts that beat differently.

A treadmill that's at the speed of 10 miles per hour.
Yet we're only walking less than 1.

Fallen and scraped.

Always trying to reach out towards each other.
But fate makes it impossible to touch.

The hands of time.
You passed by me so many times.
But I can never hold onto you for more than a second.