The straightness ends,
The crossroads arrive,
Parting ways and
An end to this ride.
The ride we thought,
Would last forever,
But here we are,
Alone, yet together.
One choice, One way,
Letting go of our hands,
The endless roads,
Are ends unplanned.
There's little to the choice,
But more to the end,
You can change your mind,
But not make amends.
Maybe you're right,
Maybe I'll be fine,
But you go your way,
And I go mine.
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