Two paths. Two destinations... Different outcomes But navigation overcame the odds Suddenly forming a T junction in between Now it's an "ours" type of journey
A journey that is bluntly intrusive An error to our intimacy Our privacy stuck in traffic because there is too much of "them" And less of..."us" Accidents frequent because our speed limit is over exceeded At the expense of "them" Thee who found control of our gears Mmmmh, a 'Convoy' is what they call this
So "we" proceeded along this unwanted path But I wanted you, I clearly indicated towards our own way Flashed my hazards to steer "them" away And you. Did. Not. Follow...you stayed
So, I accelerated My soul being my only fuel because... You got yours and two hearts beating within you One being mine trying to jump start yours Hoping to awaken any feelings for me
It is not a worry though, anymore I'll clutch and gear 5 straight into my future A future that has always been my main road While I have finally left the STOP sign on yours
— Nanda Regine
From "Inside Her Roses"
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