What if?

What if?

After your heart has mended

your tears have dried

no longer 

cuddling with pillows

still holding his scent

your phone were to ping.

What if?

One last wish

one last breath held

heart flutters

seeing his name

trembling smile

could it be true

had he come back…..

to play?

What if?

Truth always told

second 

always you will be 

yet 

happiness

in world does bloom

selfish

you know

here you have been before

pain only

upon this path does walk

courting it

you are.

What if?

Could you forgive?

Could you accept?

No more time

less in fact

five minutes in life

an eternity in fantasy

eyes cast in agony

doubt frustrates

drawn back within

yearning

aching 

for his touch.

What if?

Could you

would you

should you

pain that path lays

loneliness

empty nights

littered with tears

empty bottles

liquid love

easing ache

you could do without.

What if?

What ifs 

a useless game

designed 

to frustrate

to employ

wishes

dreams

wants

desires

hidden deep 

taken out

as night blackens

stars atwinkle

wish upon one…..

What if…..

 

©Oct. 21/20

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