I walked on roads that never seemed to end
Each turning felt like losing one more friend
I promised not to break nor even bend
But loneliness is heavier to defend
You stood where shattered pathways crossed as one
A meeting place beneath a setting sun
You didn’t ask which side I came upon
You only said “You’re tired—your walking’s done ”
Your touch erased the dust along my face
Your laugh rebuilt my sense of time and place
You showed me love was not a frantic race
But steady footsteps keeping gentle pace
So if the world divides our dirt and stone
And maps insist on pulling us alone
My heart will always choose that sacred verge
Where every separate road in yours can merge