Long road ahead...

Step by step, we travel this road -

through the middle of no where, we are pioneers.

You look to your left as I look to my right

hues of leaves ever changing on either side.

Sometimes as we switch directions of sight, we meet in the middle,

and see each other as one another, sometimes in smaller forms.

The glance is fleeting, but everlasting -

as we hang on to home; hang on to life

in essence

in truth

in love and belonging.

We travel together, though I may not be in sight;

though you may seem to be a distant memory -

our footprints are the same.