The road less traveled

The road less traveled

our road.

Maybe I've overlooked this

key detail 

in all the auditioning-anger-mess:

Music is supposed to make people happy.

To bring people together,

not further apart.

You do push me

(you do not know me but I tried)

but why am I so determined to be angry?

I love this.

You love this.

Let's be friends and do this together?

I think we're going to have to -

I have this feeling.

This could be good for me.

This could be good for you.

The individual

natural

started young.

Maybe we can work together.

The road less traveled is the one we both chose -

is the one we're both choosing

every day

every piece

every melody within us

every audition every first-chair for you and fourth-chair for me.

I will not always be fourth chair.

And you will not always be first chair.

Neither of us will always be the best.

And that's what we strive for

but instead of what I'm doing...

pushing you away before I meet you...

let's do the hi-what's-your-name thing again

the what's-your-favorite-song thing

the slowly building friendship because

it's our road.

Who says we have to travel alone?

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