We were born on the same day, But life handed us different maps. You took one path, I took another Not out of choice, but out of destiny. Our steps may never align, Our journeys may never look alike, Yet we are both walking stories, Written by the same universe with different pens. Different directions But the same sun watches over us. And in the end, it’s not about who got there first It’s about staying true to the path we were given.