Just a few days after we met,
you began to change—
and that change was captivating.
You kept moving forward,
in the best possible direction.

Life is a marathon, with set courses.
Each of us runs on our own track.
But someone ahead of me,
shoved me off mine.
Though I wanted to return to my path,
I zigzagged between two lanes.

I only realized it after meeting you—
you were running on a completely different track.
But once you returned to your own,
you picked up incredible speed.

I was the one who walked away.
And I was the one left behind.