I think often what if?
In regards to you...
If I'd met you sooner...
If they didn't exist...
If I'd never stopped. .
If you'd never chased. ..
If I loved you less...
If you loved me more..
If I lived closer....
If I didn't gasp at the scrape of your teeth on my ear..
Would we still be?
Would we be more?
To love you this deep... the way that we are...
I can't imagine us any other way...
I can't imagine my life if you stay....
The what ifs don't matter when I touch your skin...
When you whisper my name I'm drawn in again

E.J.M.