Standing at the crossroads, a fork between a road, two different paths two different endings.
Together they stand hand in hand at the crossroads.
A typical boy handsome and funny, a typical girl tall and intelligent just sixteen. Grasping fingers
at the crossroads.
Love is strong ,love is hard. But standing at each crossroad lays something different.
To the right a new hair raising adventure, to the left a forgotten dream.
Together at the crossroads.
He acts strong, but feels the past slipping farther away and she feels the same.
Drifting towards a heart felt dream. She's a strong person, his motivation is well used. Her dream
will take her far.
He's a confident young man, her presence taught him well, he will survive on this brand new
adventure.
There is no goodbye at the crossroad, at the fork. They knew this day was near. Their hands
retract at the first steps.
Passing at the crossroads. No one is there to witness this everyday change of heart for the
better.
The act is silent, the act is change.
Will the journey be happy? That's all up to them.
Before the final destination they turn back the last time and smile. The forgotten road and the
forgotten past reminds them of their shared happiness.
She cries as she follows her heart.
He laughs at the face of fear when the challenge arrives.
The crossroads know they have made the right choice.
But what of the forgotten road?
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