Epilogue

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Dearest Summer,
the girl i love in silence
my greatest what if

what if—
it’s a simple word,
yet they echo louder
than every i love you
i never said

what if...
it’s an unfinished sentence
that haunted me each day,
like ghosts of chances
i let slip away

what if?
it’s a question
that lingered in me,
because i never dared
to ask it aloud

if only i had,
if those ‘what ifs’ was ‘i did’

then maybe...
it could be different,
we could be different

maybe...
there could have been
another version of us,
a version of you and me
with a better ending

it could have been
but never was
’cause i never dared

still, i wonder
what if?

Sincerely,
Jayvee

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