You had to go your way
I had to go mine
Had to let you go grow
In your own place and time
Had to let you be you
Had to let me be me
Had to let myself
Ponder
The great mystery
Had to see what the world
Had to offer
To us
Had to come back,
Regret it,
And regain your trust
Had to question
Why it
And love
Wasn’t enough
Had to answer it with
Miscellaneous stuff
Had to do with
Two humans
In union
Together
Had to
Misconstrue it
As always
Forever
About the Creator
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