I remember so well the day
When we decided to traverse this road together.
We were young and starry-eyed
Just joyous to have each other.
We embarked full of idealism
As well as foolhardy notions
The rose-tinted glasses that we wore
Coloured our naive vision.
The road ahead turned out to be bumpy
Shaking our fragile faith
The harsh realities churning a storm
That we struggled to catch our breath.
Frustrated with insurmountable
He wanted to deviate from the chosen way.
Adamant to fulfill my dream
I refused to listen to what he had to say.
Slowly we drifted so far apart
Each busy doing his/her thing
Although we continue to stay together
We can scarcely be found talking.