Wandering through these woods,
our paths crossed.
Before we knew it
we walked together,
further and deeper.
Days passed, months passed,
moments lived and shared.
Throughout our wander
we heard two distinct voices:
soft murmurs of love
and noises of uncertainty.
Deafened by these noises,
we gave in.
Now I wander alone
cherishing our shared memories.
Wondering if we walked together for longer,
just a little further and deeper
Would we finally be enticed by these soft murmurs?
Well, no matter how far you and I wander on our own,
If meant to be’s are real
Wish we give up on the noises
and choose love this time.