Race of my life

If it was a race
I saw myself half way to the finish line.
But when I looked back,
I found you at the start line.
I had two choices one was to join you or finish my lap.
As the wise have said,
I finished my lap and waited on the finish line.

For you Dear, I would say
We  meet like two trains at a common station
From where we need to head in different directions