I wrote a poem a while back... I just found it

[Cloud Strife]

It was a simple dream, to fall in love. I had discovered it once, but it turned out that it wasn't something to discover. Love was a long distance run that didn't seem to have a finish line, but we ran anyway, keeping each other on track and at pace, countless hours and days spent running together, our fingers entwined like a string of vines that cling to a wall. Our hearts racing at the thought of discovering what lay beyond the orange horizon that was our sky. We ran, and it seemed like years, but it didn't matter, we were alive, and together, that was all that mattered. But we did not discover a happy ending, the road we were running split in two directions, left and right, and it was approaching fast. We both had to make a choice and in the end, no longer were our fingers entwined like vines, but they were separate, the distance between them grew vast as we continued running on our own paths. In the end… we both made a decision.

What do you think?