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Sep 2019
As we walked forward,
I stumbled, and I fell,
And you reached out to help me.
You waited as I dusted off my knees,
As I tried to walk forward with you again.

But I could not catch my footing,
And the pain of watching me fail pushed us apart.
I fell through every hole,
I tripped over every branch,
And I stood to long at crossroads.

I slowed us down,
As you continued,
As you moved forward,
But still reaching back to help,

Had I only seen the distance between us.
Had I only seen how gracefully you walked.
Had I noticed the lack of hesitation in your steps.

I would not have misstepped,
I would not have tripped,
I would have not been to late,
To late to reach for your hand.

I missed my chance to walk beside you,
I was walking to slow,
I was tripping too much,
And I was looking around instead of ahead.

Now I walk this path alone,
And even tho I've tripped,
And even tho I've stumbled,
I've picked up my pace,
And began to walk with assurance in my steps.

I look forward,
Not caring what lies behind me,
I've cut off the weights that slowed me down.

I walk this road,
Ready to face all its obstacles,
Running to where we should be,
Where I've wanted us to be,
Running to meet you there,
Hoping I dont arrive too late.

I chase this,
Like a man chases a ghost,
I look for your steps,
And try to smell you on the air.

My heart yurns to see you again.
My lungs burn,
My feet ache,
But my pace stays the same.

I challenge this road,
And all its obstacles,
Hoping you arent walking on a different path.

I just hope one day we will find our way,
Our way back to each other...
It's how we get back up that matters
Written by
Jamie
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