Our paths cross unending.

Winding around the other, like a dance.

You lead, then Me. Back and Forth

Spinning and leaping, attitude and pointe.

Then you stop. Disappear.

What happened, Where are you

Frantically searching. Looking up and down, but to no avail.

Your soul is lost, Wandering away searching for what,

emptiness and loneliness taking its hold.

You were the best partner. You still are.

Our souls are interchangeable. Winding around lead to similarities

lead to being the same, being one.

You and I are the same. You pushed away once.

Please come back. You have been away far too long.