Paths

I failed at accepting once
I fell backwards
And forwards
And sideways
Trying to keep you in my life
I faltered
You faltered
Now I fear we've made different paths

Mine is jagged and curving
Mine is treacherous
Dangerous at times.
Yet I know my general direction.

Your path is a set incline
Straight ahead up the steepest hill with infinite guardrails
You have faith in the direction you are going
You are being told where to go
Who to be

Though we are different
Our paths may meet
After all, I never know which way I'll go
You may create a bridge
But then possibly not.
And maybe we'll meet again.