The Right

The right path, the wrong stride

The right wave, the wrong tide

The right song, the wrong beat

And a dream of us, incomplete.

The right smile, the wrong glance

The right chance, the wrong dance

The right spark, the wrong flame

And a love lost, without a name.

The right sunrise, the wrong day

The right words, the wrong way

The right star, the wrong sky

And a part of us, left to die.

The right thought, the wrong mind

The right search, the wrong find

The right moment, the wrong hour

And a feeling, stripped of its power.

The right laugh, the wrong tear

The right hope, the wrong fear

The right path, the wrong turn

And a lesson learned, but still to learn.

The right heart, the wrong beat

The right encounter, the wrong street

The right vision, the wrong sight

And a longing, hidden in the night.

The right journey, the wrong end

The right message, the wrong send

The right whisper, the wrong call

And a memory, destined to fall.

The right story, the wrong page

The right rage, the wrong cage

The right echo, the wrong sound

And a silence, profound.

The right breath, the wrong air

The right care, the wrong dare

The right truth, the wrong lie

And a goodbye, without reply.

The right moment, the wrong fate

The right mate, the wrong state

The right dream, the wrong sleep

And a promise, buried deep.

The right puzzle, the wrong piece

The right release, the wrong cease

The right blessing, the wrong curse

And a universe, ready to traverse.

The right question, the wrong why

The right hello, the wrong goodbye

The right essence, the wrong form

And a love, weathering the storm.

The right beginning, the wrong end

The right bend, the wrong trend

The right rhythm, the wrong beat

And a soul, seeking retreat.

The right memory, the wrong time

The right crime, the wrong mime

The right color, the wrong hue

And a life, painted askew.

The right moment, the wrong path

The right aftermath, the wrong bath

The right season, the wrong weather

And a heart, tethered together.

The right moment, the wrong chance

The right glance, the wrong dance

The right start, the wrong finish

And a love, diminished.

The right choice, the wrong turn

The right burn, the wrong yearn

The right direction, the wrong way

And a price, we had to pay.

The right sunrise, the wrong day

The right words, the wrong way

The right star, the wrong sky

And a part of us, left to die.

The right laugh, the wrong tear

The right hope, the wrong fear

The right path, the wrong turn

And a lesson learned, but still to learn.

The right heart, the wrong beat

The right encounter, the wrong street

The right vision, the wrong sight

And a longing, hidden in the night.

The right journey, the wrong end

The right message, the wrong send

The right whisper, the wrong call

And a memory, destined to fall.

The right story, the wrong page

The right rage, the wrong cage

The right echo, the wrong sound

And a silence, profound.

The right breath, the wrong air

The right care, the wrong dare

The right truth, the wrong lie

And a goodbye, without reply.

The right moment, the wrong fate

The right mate, the wrong state

The right dream, the wrong sleep

 And a promise, buried deep.

The right puzzle, the wrong piece

 The right release, the wrong cease

 The right blessing, the wrong curse

 And a universe, ready to traverse.

The right question, the wrong why

The right hello, the wrong goodbye

The right essence, the wrong form

And a love, weathering the storm.

The right beginning, the wrong end

The right bend, the wrong trend

The right rhythm, the wrong beat

And a soul, seeking retreat.

The right memory, the wrong time

The right crime, the wrong mime

The right color, the wrong hue

And a life, painted askew.

The right moment, the wrong path

The right aftermath, the wrong bath

The right season, the wrong weather

And a heart, tethered together.

The right moment, the wrong chance

The right glance, the wrong dance

The right start, the wrong finish

And a love, diminished.

The right choice, the wrong turn

The right burn, the wrong yearn

The right direction, the wrong way

And a price, we had to pay.