The road next to the wall

I can see your shadows dancing on the wall
the wall smiles back
proud, happy, changing color as it feels your touch
Reflecting, Radiating, Rejoicing
And Reminding me of the touch I could always feel
soft, sweet, warm!
But just as the light changes
times moved
Taking away those shadows
And burying me in the wall!
Now I feel nothing
No shadows
I do see a cracked road
weathered by wind and water!
On its belly of cold earth
its skin of tar
Into the horizon
in search of the lost light
with tears in its pot holes,
Should I travel?