What if you're the one,
And we met at the ages of 8 and 10?
What if
It took us being apart for 3 years
Just to realize each other's significance.

What if you're the one,
And we just weren't ready for each other?
What if
We keep playing this game of cat and mouse
Chasing each other back and forth.

What if you're the one,
And we never see each other again?
What if
This heartache I feel when I think of you
Never goes away?

What if you're the one,
And we're separated from this day forth?
What if
The reason our emotions run so deep
Is because we're each other's one and only?

What if you're the one?
And the heartbreak I felt when I realized
That the likelihood I shall lays eyes on you again
Is less than 1 in a million,
Was enough to cause a panic attack.

The thought of not laughing and joking around,
Of not insulting each other,
Of not playfully slapping and punching each other,
Of not hanging out together,
Pulls on strings that I never knew existed.

A year ago,
You gave me one last hug,
One last kiss on the forehead,
As we stepped away from each other
For the very last time.

I just reread something,
Something that I wrote about you.
It made me realize the truth,
The truth I've been hiding from.

What if you're the one,
And we never see each other again?

We both had feelings for one another,
Feelings that turned to jealousy
And anger.
We both ran and hid from the truth,
Over and over again.

Friends.
That's all we are.
That's all that we've ever been.
That's all we'll ever be.

What if you're the one,
And we never see each other again?
What if you're the one,
And you never gave me the chance?