The Discovery

They came as strangers to the inn, on the way to the enchanted woods. She discovered herself within him The same did he within her. The innkeeper thought it's a never ending journey, wished them luck. The crowd at the bar cheered for them, the bard even sang a song for them. At midnight, they hugged each other, left the inn, headed on different paths, failing to think of own journeys, even forgetting who they were. Why? One may ask... None, but only they knew that she couldn't live with herself, and so couldn't he with himself. They never made it to the woods, they never got into their homes, The bard still sings songs of the lovers who drift forgetting each other's faces Vishnu