The past revisited.

A peek however small,
towards the past it draws.
A picture; a fragment,
Memories held dormant.

I would have given up the world then to be with you, I would have sacrificed my life for you. I would have done anything to bring a smile. And yet it wasnt to be. Not yet.
Fate which binds draws us apart. It drew us apart once, how so very very far and yet, like a twisted puppet master, it worked the strings again. This time it brings us here. The roads we had taken then we know not of each other. Yet somehow we are on the same road again.

Where will it take us?