Fork in the Road

I'm being pushed to the fork in the road, being pressured to make a choice.
I close my eyes and procrastinate, needing to hear the melody of your voice.
What you want I simply cannot live up to nor can I compare.
As much as I want you here with me I know that you want to be there.
I nod and move closer towards the road to the left.
It's a simpler choice as I do not know what lies on the road ahead.
Then I hear a subtle laughter and a very small reminder that you care.
I feel my heart begin to ache, I feel a twinge of fear.
I trace back my steps, back to the fork in the road.
I close my eyes again , silently listening to what I am told.
I make my way to the right. Hopefully it's the right way to go.
I don't want to have to retrace my steps back to the fork in the road.
I begin to hear the screams, the shouts, the bitter arguments.
I trace back once more to afraid , to face the clouds of judgment.
So here we are once more, back to the fateful fork in the road.
The road ahead seems so long, I'm not sure if I can be so bold.
So I sit down and cry, looking at these three paths.
I don't know how long I can sit and wait, but I know that it can't last.
I will have to choose a path who knows where the one ahead will lead.
The other two are so familiar, but what it the one ahead is meant for me?
I hurt those around me, who wait for me to decide.
I curl up at the fork in the road, and listen to life's lullaby.
Give me a few more week's I say, Then I may know what to do.
It's not an easy decision to make, when I am still in love with you.
So I will sit her waiting at my lonely fork in the road.
until you push me out of the way, and tell me that its time to go.