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.