Despite all the realities I am well aware of,
and every bone in my body sickened by the fact that we are not good for one another
Losing you, my love, will always be my biggest loss
And so I mourn
As day goes by and night sinks in I drift into a daze of daydreams and what-ifs
And I wonder, truly, what if?
What if our names were written in the stars beside one another, and this world played its part in a fatiguing separation?
What if our hearts, despite distance and circumstance, are forever bound by a bond so enigmatic I fear words will not do it justice?
What are you feeling, thinking... how are you living?
These thoughts come and go, and just as I begin to feel like myself again the memory revisits me and I am in pieces
What if...
What if I can never truly come back from this?