Different Roads

It wasn't always so.
This story has been told before.
As we walk all alone
in silence, dark and cold.
Lost notion of what once mattered.
Failed to apprehend the reason of what went wrong.
As we walked two different roads,
alone.
Now that they crossed it all feels wrong.
Certainties fall which I used to linger on.
As the heart plays its tricks,
the mind dwells off to a place thought lost.
What was once considered bliss
cast out in forgetfulness.
And the way I now feel
is but a shadow of a distant memory.