Bifurcated

We started working on it,

The road it went smooth, at times rough surfaces erupted;

You told me it can’t always be a plain polished surface to walk on-

Never knew how positive you were that day,

I had no idea , when did our path begin to bifurcate;

Stormy days and nights would lead to wreckage.

One bright sunny day it was only me standing alone,

For miles I couldn’t see you or the point of bifurcation.Web-Home-South-Island-01-resized2

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