Walking

We were both on the path...just at different paces. I saw you, decided to catch up to you, and we proceeded to walk together. At that time, something inside told me I needed someone to walk with. We were great walking partners but somewhere along the way you were afraid of my pace and before I knew it, I was walking alone. Back to square one. However, the scene is thrice repeated. I'm starting to feel like i need a walking buddy again, but I'm not so eager to catch just any passerby. Maybe someone will catch my pace this time. i'm patient.