It’s not always easy to cross the bridge when you know it’s a one-way journey.
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I see you across the bridge!
A sharp contrast to the pale blue sky.
The arch mockingly invites,
As so many times I’ve passed it by.
This structure tempts my logic,
But all I can do is stand and stare.
It’s quite a journey to tread,
Leaving trackable burdens to bear.
I knew you needed to cross,
And inevitable it became.
I predicted your choices,
For the life you needed to reclaim.
Timing kept me on this side,
As you paired and floated in tandem.
I sit alone by this edge,
Now sensing that your trip was random.
This is a bridge of impasse,
With a one-way transition to you.
Your energy arcs over,
And shocks my heart as it passes through.
My mood reflects the sky’s hue,
As I mourn the division we face.
How lovely it could have been,
If the bridge led us to the same place.
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