This One Way Street.
I don't know when it happened, I don't know how. All I know is what was. Was and what used to be. I remember what used to be, what we used to have. And I know what I have now, the one way street I walk alone. We used to walk a road together, a road where we used to love. But somewhere on this road we traveled, the path we walked split apart. And now we walk separate paths, near and yet so far. This one way street I walk, I walk alone. And even if our paths differ, and we never again walk together, I know I still will walk. This one way street I walk alone.
