I knew you when your world was still small, Back before either of us had a name for distance, Something was already starting, quiet, underneath. I knew you when your world was still small, I knew you before the wanting got in, Something settled in me I couldn't name. You went toward the cities, toward the futures, You went and the going pulled you thin, I stayed where the seasons came back without asking. Every time our paths cross it rises the same, I keep it somewhere no one gets to look, Two roads close enough to see across, never close enough to touch, And still I'd rather hold it than risk what's left. One evening there you were, no warning, One evening there you were, and no time had passed yet all of it had, Everything I'd set down came rushing back. I've turned it over in the hours when no one is listening, Turned it over till the wondering wore a groove, Would the truth bring us closer… or take the one thing I still have, You keep bleeding the old you into the new you, And I can't hold them apart, And the fear of losing even this, Keeps the words behind my teeth. Every time our paths cross it rises the same, I keep it somewhere no one gets to look, Two roads close enough to see across, never close enough to touch, And still I'd rather hold it than risk what's left. The years keep moving us down the two roads, I carry it quiet, Quiet feels safer than the work of letting go. © 2026 Synkov LLC. All rights reserved.
