the road she walks

you know, every time when she walks that road,
the day as it is, is done.
and darkness once again falls...
to bring back that tinge of loneliness once again.
it started as a day, then it became days, then weeks and finally months,
the cycle repeated on and on.
but I wasn't aware until the time came when she had to walk down that path.
then i finally knew that another day had passed me by.
As fast as she came, she went.
only to tell me that time waits for no man, just like her...