Walking Parallel Paths

Love taking a back seat when another is grieving for the love of their lives. Not being able to help how one feels about another, heart falling totally in love. Giving it's all to another who can't even see the signs right before them. Sorrow having draped over their minds only, hiding everything from their sight. An equal sorrow happening with a person's heart who has fallen in love with a person who is grieving. Now two individuals walking parallel paths, never being able to be happy even when together. Unless one day the coverlet of sorrow is lifted and that heart suddenly sees and meets with the heart of that other person at long last.