The walking of separate paths
Mine for my feet
Yours for your own
Each of us walking are own path
I never knew this is how it would all end
Maybe our paths will cross again
I am no longer mad nor sad or even glad
I have put my mask back on
So you can never take it off again
I don't care that this is how we ended up
I am beyond that point
I don't want pity
i don't want sympathy
But an "I'm sorry" could help
If anything the reason why it did end that way would sooth the curiosity
But I digress
Just know if you ever walk off your path
Just walk through the bushes that now separate our worlds
"Hi, it's been awhile"
It's all I ask for and I will give you help
