What if I kept on walking on the left side of sea people?
What if I ignored that group of people?
What if I kept on walking on the pavement rather than pausing at one corner?
What if I scurried away, held more tight of the books I've been carrying to bring home from school?
What if I walked straight ahead and didn't glance at any direction at all?

Then I would be bumping into somebody else.
I would be looking at someone else.
I would be admiring someone else.
I would be talking to someone else, having a delightful conversation, exchanging information and smiles.
And I might as well be looking back at someone else, waving good-bye and probably enjoy the next days, months, years with him.

*What if all of those things did happen, and yet I still chose you?