Ethan Thurston

Two Paths Split in the Woods, and I Died

Ethan Thurston

I went for a walk On a cold night Lit by stars and Moon I heard your voice call out And my heart grew with excite You must have decided to join me I came closer to your call My feet skipped along the ground to the tune of your voice Your emerald eyes like treasure through the trees As you pulled me to the sky Your embrace warming my skin Our faces grew close and your warmth Gave my body life I couldn’t move I didn’t want to How could I choose to leave perfection I give you the love I have left As it spills red upon the forest floor My only hope Is that none of it goes to waste