paths returning to fork

two paths walked individually-lost and empty through the years-eventually telling self there has to be a fork to follow that feeds a taste something like happy tears-one that is more filling than starving for affection and an endless fear-legs kicing the feet snapping toes that trample away from where one intended to go-unable to return for so long-one knows this road traveled beyond where they wanted to go-chosing a greater path that always has been wrong-somethings always missing and needs to be found-wondering where it has gone and what could fill the void of pains endless crying sound-tomorrow seems to be the same as everyday-unhappy and unsatified-something went astray-so direction has been redirected for yesterday never to repeat itself again-spreading self ever so thin-connecting with someone else that seems to have been misplace for so long-one in which clearifies the inner song that helps one sway and could never go wrong-years gone as if the wind blew them away-floating alongthinking of one another-curious aas they lived-yet time has awaken and has given a chance-making lost memories up as two want to play- the fork at the end of a path has lead them back to point a-thinking and feeling knowing everything will be okay-walking away in luv for it is true-who knew? crossroads meeting at the exact point of walking awya from everything they ahd ever known- leading them into each others arms where the gentleness of happiness feels so grown-giving up on yesterday- finding the past face to face today-it's everything that has ever been wanted for so long-to have their one come strolling speaking from the tongue-soothing the emotion of hope-loosening the stranlging rope.