raindropmaster:

Crossroads. No matter which route I take, I find you there waiting. You haunt me. In every single move I make, I remember. Isn’t this how we both like it? Separate ways. Both neglecting what was once there. No matter how hard I try to divert my path, my memories of you just unwind me back to that very day. You are the laughter in my silence. My unmovable object. My unstoppable force. My ineffable Itinerary. How long have we been travelling in separate ways? How long have I been looking back? Where are you? I can never be sure now, but in any road, I’ll let you come my way.