Crossroads…

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Choices and decisions,
Paths walked and left behind.
Friendships that were rock-solid,
Now left undefined…
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Lovers who weren't lovers,
Though it felt so at the time.
Sisters from different mothers
Bound forever like words that rhyme…
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Fleeting moments of feeling
Like home, like you belong.
Warmth, smiles and safety
In your heart merge and prolong…
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Then comes a day when you
Make a simple – or complex – choice.
While facing your life's crossroads
You say "goodbye" in that hoarse voice… 
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The me of the present
Wishes for those past bonds to revive,
But – alas – 'tis where the path I took
Has led; to alone survive…
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In my heart, the bonds stand strong,
Never faltering with warmth avid.
But, sadly, they are only memories
Of where you and I once stood…
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