Friday, October 15
funny, how we've been nothing but strangers
journeying down parallel roads in this highway of life.
at each crossroad our lives must change,
as we gladly welcome a new friend,
or perhaps try to avoid the strange unknown.
for who can walk away from such an experience
and imagine that she can emerge unscathed?
we met at a crossroad two years ago,
and now we're at another crossroad in our lives.
as we turn away, will you embrace me one last time,
that both of us may like angels fly?
will you take me by the hand,
and walk this last stretch with me?
the future's too uncertain, i cannot see beyond tomorrow.
whatever the next crossroad brings we must accept.
maybe there'll be a bend for one of us,
maybe a dense forest to traverse alone.
but even so, i'll always feel your hand in mine
because in our hearts we'll never let go.
i love you.
it must've been love.
9:59 pm
xoxo
