He lead me to a path
and for awhile we walked down it hand in hand
I was happy then
after a little ways down it he disappears into the forest at the paths edges
Lost and confused i continued to stumble along the path he had once led
he met me later on in the path
filled with relief and happiness at seeing him i cared not where he had been
and once again he took my hand and we walked down the path
we came upon a fork in the road and i knew i couldn't walk his and he was unable to go down mine
I wanted to hold on but i couldn't so aching heart i released his hand so we could both go on
as i traveled down my path i could sometimes feel his hand in mine like a ghost from the past
aching loneliness would always follow
tears flowed down my cheeks and i was unable to stop them
farther along this path of sorrow I came to another
and his light burned brighter and hotter than any before
At first i hated and despised him
And then unable to stop myself... I loved him
He took what was broken and made it whole, made it better
The first didn't trust, the second it was all he asked
He stripped away my hurts revealing them to the core without realizing it without knowing
and even broken he loved me though i knew it not
whole i can love him back
And maybe at the end of this tale no ones heart has to be broken <3
