They exist in two opposite worlds like how different day and night, relatively

She lives and wakes up on Twitter
while he lives on Facebook

they quit both accounts in the end, though.

She leaves at 4AM
and he leaves at night.

Although they both experience the everyday same and insane traffic jams,

she passes Taft Avenue
but he passes EDSA,

like how LRT 1 and MRT are of different paths

( and his only chance of getting bumped into her is the crossing in-between Taft Ave Station and Pasay Station, when her going-homes intersect with his OTW's, but still not because chances are always a little late).

While he likes the Greens, if you know what i mean, jah man!
and he's blabbering crap masquerading as a Business English
she likes shaping young souls of a Green University.
She owns the mind of a brilliant wise woman and the kindest heart of all-- an old soul.

it's like how different Heaven and Earth
and like how different convenience stores and coffee shops
concrete jungles vs. campus quadrangles
like pen and paper and computer keyboards

wondering if they both cross each other's mind
in the end, they're too far away to meet half-way

- jel