Path Words

We were two 

Once 

Not too long ago 

But as we walked

I became 

Preoccupied

By the sweetest

Of distractions

The kind 

That makes the world 

Seem perfect

And this thing 

Called love 

Made me 

Lose my way 

My hand slipped

From his 

And my eyes 

No longer saw 

What his saw 

I tried hard 

To convince myself

That all was well 

That love 

Would guide me 

Would find me 

At his side 

But he grew tired 

Of walking 

Alone 

And the love

I thought

would save us,

gave us 

Cause 

To ache 

And him, 

The need to be away

And I must sit 

And fix 

The way

And the steps 

That I should take 

So that our paths 

Can cross again

So that our strides 

Will never 

Falter