lines can't cross

We all end in the same place
Where that is I do not know
But there it is
Vaguely looming
And life
Life is the journey
That takes us to that - the end.

How we get there
The paths we travel
The intersections we stumble upon
Or seek
The turns we take or avoid
Make us who we are

On those paths
Or on their parallels
Journey the people
In and out of our lives
We grab hands and walk together
Or shove them out
To another path, away from us.

The unknown is
How and when and why
They share a path or two
With us

Sometimes, they don't
The paths are alongside each other
But you can't quite share
The road

Their presence
Who they are
What they could mean to you
Are a mystery

Will they share that road with you
In that journey that is life?
Maybe
Maybe they can
Maybe they want to but won't choose
That sunny path

Will we meet them
Again
Or once
Before the end?

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Thanks to my son for bringing home a classic graph theory puzzle - one I knew the answer to and amazingly was right on - considering it's been 15 years since I took that class! - for inspiring yet another shitty Andrea poem.  :-)