Life is longer when you're lonely.
But its shorter when you're not.
So which do we choose?
A long road
With no one beside us.
Or a short one
With the ones we love the most.
Maybe it doesnt matter.
The road ends either way.
And no one cares.
How far we walked.
Or who held our hand.
Dec 12, 2025
Dec 12, 2025 at 11:28 PM UTC
Life is longer when you're lonely.
But its shorter when you're not.
So which do we choose?
A long road
With no one beside us.
Or a short one
With the ones we love the most.
Maybe it doesnt matter.
The road ends either way.
And no one cares.
How far we walked.
Or who held our hand.
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