I stood there. Looking left. Then right.
You walked right into my life. (Each one of you’s) Nose-to-nose, we stood.
I blinked. For a moment. An eternity captured. Like time in an hourglass.
You left. Sometimes, with promises to brb.
But the fact of the matter is, I still stood there. Left or right, still upto me.
I chose to turn right about and retrace myself back to the spot, in hopes of making sense.
Now I’m back to square one. Left or right?