Vents Hidden in Verse

diverging.

A/N: i just got out of a long term relationship. here's me trying to process it about a week later.

written December 3rd, 2022 at 7:30 a.m.

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traveling through the underbrush
once journeying together
but now forked by fate.

i gazed over at you
as you looked towards the path ahead.
the large cement wall stares back at us
mockingly.

one path went left and the other right.
tears and delusional laughter
fell from our faces.

you looked back at me.
"i'm always going to love you."

"no matter if it's platonic or romantic."

"it can't be this way anymore."

together, breaking our grasp,
we stepped onto each diverging walkway.
to see each other in passing
but never by one another's sides again.

our values the same
but our passions different.
our feelings the same
but our expressions different.

i've been trudging onwards,
the only logical direction being forward.

every ounce of my soul desires warmth.
that sweet embrace of knowing
that i was safe with him.

but if i made the long journey back,
what would change?
i'd continue to exist as an accessory,
an extension of his being
that people could ask,
"where is he?"

i mourn as i write this.
i mourn all that it once was.
i mourn when the only path i could see
was us getting through this life
as one.

we've been divided by two,
left to scramble with a half
of what we once were
before we became fused.

yet i'm still pushing through.
i file at each tree blocking my path.
where that destination is, i do not know.
all i hope is that you make it to yours.