I walk the lonely road…
twisting…turning…forever changing…
and as I wander…
I believe…I doubt…I question…I yearn…I want.
He walks…on a different road…
twisting and turning in ways I don’t always understand…
with a belief…a doubt…a question…a yearning…a want…so different from mine.
Sometimes we meet…at a fork in the road.
He goes right…I go left…
our eyes drawn back towards the place we knew together…
as our souls move over rocky paths…smooth sand…and raging rivers.
We can be this lonely…because we are together…and we are together…because we are this lonely.
Colloquially Speaking 
how come I relate so much!!
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