by Kelsey Allan

Created on: August 15, 2008

I remember when we started it,
that road of ups and downs.
We laughed and cried
and hoped for the best.
It was all we could do.
And sometimes there were obstacles,
but you always found a way.
We'd go up or down or far around,
and we'd wave as we passed it by.
We were happy on this road of ours
that stretched far past what we knew.
Until one day we reached something
that we couldn't find a way through.
We searched and searched, for a path around,
for some street that led us up or down.
And in the end when you found a way,
there was room for only you.
You found a way,
a way to get past,
but I was left alone.
And now I'm stuck here, without a way to get home.
You found a way,
and I'm glad of that,
but will you ever come back for me?

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