The roads I chose, the roads you chose, within the same direction, parallel to one another, yet with different people. I glance at you, I am that close to you and I see you. Yes, it could have been me. She could have been me, but I know you are still that close to me...
The only road we didn't take was words. They remained as the road not taken. Both by you and me.
I closed my eyes and traveled away. I was there. I wasn't there. The words took me here. They took me there. I didn't hear anything. Nor I read. I was at ease. It was my turn to be in peace.
No comments:
Post a Comment