I wonder what it would have been like
To live in the suburbs with you.
In the Twin homes, streets lined with high walls.
The quiet neighborhoods,
Behind those doors
Are the stories to be told.  

I wonder how it would have felt like
To walk evening paths, holding your hand.
Steps towards birth.
I envision how your love would have felt.
How the cool night breeze would remind me I was with the right one.

Though somehow these were not our steps.
In my dreams it's a mishap and we
Always get another chance.