On that trail

Your big steps were faint.

You could glide over the stale leaves

I didn’t try to avoid.

 

On that trail

You saw some life-changing meaning in every 

Brittle branch,

Brisk breeze,

And biting bug.

That you would not explain 

To me.

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On that trail

You wailed solid tears.

And littered the Earth

As we marched

To nowhere.

 

On that trail

I’d look for you

But you’d hide.

As if I couldn’t hear your breaths 

Behind every bush.

 

On that trail

I wanted to be together

In every way.

But you looked right through me

And never slowed your steps.

 

On this trail

I think I should stop walking.

But I need to make it to the end 

With you.

Wherever that may be.