Stopped.

Clock is ticking

Time passes

Season changes

Yet our pace is still

Remained there

Unmoved 

Distance is growing far apart

You were running away

And I decided to leave

So how

Can our path intertwined again ?

Something that is suffered by me,

For some period of time,

It’s over now, but

I can’t stop thinking about the odds

That might occur if I took a different path.

Mixed,

Amie.

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