Maybe I loved you a little too much, held on a little too hard, gave myself, my everything all too much. Now we’re at a crossroad; where two roads diverge into a single wood. Where to go from here? Only we can decide. We take the leap of faith & go hand-in-hand to the right, or one goes right where the other veers left & we go on our separate paths — uncertain & unaware of what we could have been, where we could have gone, who we almost were together.












