It's like we're both stuck at the traffic lights, yours is green, you're ready to move forward and progress in your journey. Mine is stuck on red, I'm eager to get to green but something is holding it up, I can't quite tell what it is, is it something in the distance?

I'm not sure, am I being held back for a reason?

Maybe this isn't what the future has planned out for me, for us?

I can only hope that somewhere along my journey I will bump into you again, and maybe then we'll be ready to continue the journey together. Or maybe it wont be that at all, but the route that I did take in hindsight works out and we'll laugh about it.

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