We are just two magnets. Drawn together or pushed apart, depending on which way you hold us.
Polarized from the start.
Whenever we touch, we’re in constant flux. You can’t deny the energy between us.
The coercive force is getting worse. There’s intensity when we touch.
There’s reluctance and then there’s force. There’s intensity. Your field, my pole, our polarity.
It’s getting worse.
You and I, pulled together. You and I, pushed apart.
You and I, we were magnets from the start.
Magnetism happens to all things made of matter.
Tell me girl, do we matter?