Dead End

Our hearts functioned like highways;
We race so fast to
Keep up and stay together,
But I always lose your license plate.
Ignoring the worry-induced pain,
Passing into another lane;
Lost.
Looking at the signs,
Searching for my answers,
Travelling alone.
Wide bridges turn my path dark momentarily,
While those above me
Travel in the light.
Discharge from the dark,
Continue moving forward,
Search for the significance of
Travelling without you.
I can’t quit,
Won’t take the exit,
License plates that don’t fit.
Where are you?
I’m either too late or
You didn’t wait.
Dead end.