All the Difference
Two paths, not one,
yours and mine.
Though joining,
there is a distance
encompassing us,
our time together.
One path, two
components determined
to reach the end
together. But one
will end first,
our light extinguished,
leaving the other
to continue,
alone.
This is my response to Thursday Photo Prompt: Caught #writephoto,
from Sue Vincent at Daily Echo, with her photo.