Fork

I know God is working through this
But couldn’t He have worked in a less painful way?

Have you thought about me once today,
And all the memories that we had?
Cause although it has been 46 days
The amount of times I’ve missed you
just in the last 4 hours probably equals
The last two weeks in total for you.

Have you moved on from me?
Because I’m trying to but it’s hard
The last 2 years I knew you would be my wife
I didn’t think, I knew.
Betrayal to the highest level
Is a stab to the heart
And though my blood is pouring down the stairs
I’m on a start.
A journey, with a path I see to the left
That’s not, unlike mine, covered
With thorns and spikes
Leeches and snakes
If I look over, I long to be there
But you made me take the fork

God I know the fork was the right way
Hopefully it ends after this horizon