Heart's Compass

There are three known directions

A heart can take

Upon a path of honey and glass

Under a sky about to wake

Together they collide

If fate deems it just

For the convergence of hearts

To make peace in the dust

To split apart

Go separate ways

As heart diverge

The stars sing and praise

Some hearts may never meet

A parallel path where souls are free

From expectations fear and grief

Where loneliness urges the heart to flee

Despite the ways bonds can end

A chance of hearts converging

Splits the sky so dawn spills forth

Time together is superior to any diverging