I kept chasing
you, as if
you were
a distant dream.
But dreams
are not always
dreams.
Sometimes, we have
nightmares too.

I still
keep wondering.
When was it
that I started
loving you
in these strange
unknown ways.
And that was
when I stopped
believing in
fairytales.

Maybe it will
maybe it won't.
It is something
that the
future beholds.
Maybe my heart
will once again
be whole.

Everything
could have been
so much
different.
If
we would have
still
been strangers.
The transformed
version of me
would never
have been in
existence.
I would have
remain oblivious
to so much
of pain.
My heart would
still be whole
ready to fall
again.

Like the
gust of wind.
I changed
my course.
Not being
what I was
anymore.
Just soaring high
not afraid
this time.
Cause I know
I have changed
this time.