Broken Road

We started dreaming of the same race,

Two hearts pedaling at one pace.

You had the bike, I had the trust,

Thought we’d ride on through the dust.

But when the storm began to break,

I called your name for mercy’s sake.

You kept your wheels, you didn’t slow,

Left me walking on the road alone.

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I held your tires when they wore thin,

I pushed you forward when you’d give in.

But when I stumbled, broke, and cried,

You kept on rolling, never looked behind.

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You had the bike, you had the ride,

I begged for space, just by your side.

But you sped up, you left me there,

With bleeding feet and empty air.

Every roll will meet its line,

But you’ll cross yours without mine.

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I carried water when you were dry,

I fixed your chain when gears would die.

But when my knees gave way in pain,

You rode ahead, you broke the chain.

The seat was wide enough for two,

But selfish wheels belonged to you.

You never slowed, you never cared,

The road was ours, but you weren’t there.

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I built the bridge, you burned it fast,

I thought forever, you chose the past.

The silence roars, it cuts like steel,

Betrayal’s sharper than the wheel.

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You had the bike, you had the ride,

I begged for space, just by your side.

But you sped up, you left me there,

With bleeding feet and empty air.

Every roll will meet its line,

But you’ll cross yours without mine.

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The finish waits for every wheel,

But empty seats reveal what’s real.

You claimed the journey, left me blind,

The road was ours—

but never mine.

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You had the bike, you had the ride,

I gave my all, you chose your pride.

Now I’m the shadow on the ground,

While you keep rolling, never turn around.

Every roll will end in time,

But your seat was never mine.