The Roads
It pains me to see you as hurt as you are
Knowing that I can't help heal the scar
Though I would be able to heal it fast
Life has chosen a different path
What once was together is now apart
A fork in the road where we did start
When we started our journey we did not know
Which path the other would soon go
But on approaching the part that was split
Our two maps decided where we went
We followed our maps to our different ways
But still keeping the other road within our gaze
I wanted to help you when the path got hard
Atlas, all I could do was watch from a far
Though I could see you, our roads would not cross
I didn't come over for fear of getting lost
To my deep sorrow, our paths separated more
To the point that squinting my eyes to find you became a sore
The day came where I looked and you were nowhere to be found
I knew you were far far away, on your journey bound
I kept walking down my lonely pathway
Till I got to my destination one fine day
I did what I came for and left in a huff
Heading back down the path that I thought was rough
Hoping that when I came back to the fork in the road
I would find you again and be able to lighten your load
Though I did not know if you were coming back through
I gladly waited everyday for you
Just to have a chance to walk with you again
Together at last, forever a friend
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