Sometimes I still think about you
How could I not?
You were my whole world for a piece of time
“You” could be a variety of people
There’s the “you” I had for 13 years
There’s the “you” I had for a day
There’s the “you” I almost had
There’s the “you” I never had
And there’s the “you” that slipped away, leaving nail marks in my palm from how tightly I tried to hold on
I wonder what would have happened if we had met?
Would you have chosen me?
Would I had still wanted you to?
The “what if” of us will always be unfinished because of how it ended
So fantasy is easy to fall into
I imagine we would have been hot as fire
The mere presence of you setting me aflame
But reality quickly extinguishes that thought
Because I know better now
Still, I would have wanted to hold you, even just once
Even after knowing how everything turns out
I miss “you”
But only sometimes