Wish I could have met you before.
When you felt helpless the most.
When even the ones you love
could not lift you up.
When you thought the storm in you
was way too strong.
I would have reminded you
of what you're worth.
Maybe the past you regret
would've not been born.
Maybe the mistakes of mine
would've not been made.
Maybe we would have fallen for each other
before the damage.
Wish I could have met you when
there was still the childish glint in your eyes
because I would have tried to not let that be lost.
Maybe you would not have been this cold.
Maybe we both wouldn’t have
to try so hard to let one in,
to try to break down the walls-so-high.
Maybe the ghosts that haunts us now
wouldn't even be dead.
I wish I could have met you before.
So maybe I could have loved you from even before.
~ si.
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PuisiM O N A C H O P S I S the persistent feeling that you're out of place or don't belong. A collection of poems.
