If I were to write to you
I'd write that I love
That we were what we were.

I'd write that we went far,
Maybe too far,
And now home is a distant idea.

I'd write I love you,
But that'd be silly
And rather difficult to deal with.

I'd write that I see
Through the fog in front of us,
And that would be a lie.

I'd write that I understand
What we've become,
In a vague, strange way, I do.
(Just don't ask me how we became)

I'd write tough truths
That tells  more about myself
Than what the words really mean.

I'd write how wrong I was,
And I was, terribly,
And nothing would change,
Unless time proves me wrong.
(I'd have to be wrong to not be wrong).

I'd write ****, powerful words
In an elegant combination
But they'll just be the air in the wind.

If I were to write...
What would it change?