I wish for your fingertips grazing my flesh.
In that flash eye contact,
Long enough to reveal the truth,
I saw a possibility;
One lifetime of many,
In mere seconds.
What if I had stopped?
What if you had not let me leave?
Questions left unanswered,
Unfulfilled opportunities,
A dream of what could have been,
Merely a dream.
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 1:38 PM UTC
I wish for your fingertips grazing my flesh.
In that flash eye contact,
Long enough to reveal the truth,
I saw a possibility;
One lifetime of many,
In mere seconds.
What if I had stopped?
What if you had not let me leave?
Questions left unanswered,
Unfulfilled opportunities,
A dream of what could have been,
Merely a dream.