Torn
In the middle,
Between two people.
Both at different ends of a spectrum,
Which way?
I'm torn between them,
There no middle.
He who goes that way never comes back without a broken heart,
This is true to all.
Without him,
There is nothing.
But without him,
Nothing seems like more than anything.
Of paths that I go only one is the right way,
This path is clear to me now.
As exact as can be,
My choice is the middle so no one comes for me.
Between two people.
Both at different ends of a spectrum,
Which way?
I'm torn between them,
There no middle.
He who goes that way never comes back without a broken heart,
This is true to all.
Without him,
There is nothing.
But without him,
Nothing seems like more than anything.
Of paths that I go only one is the right way,
This path is clear to me now.
As exact as can be,
My choice is the middle so no one comes for me.