What if...
What if you never left
And tore my heart out of my chest
What if...
What if we never yelled
And broke the only truth we held
What if...
What if you never lied
And pushed me to the point I cried
What if...
What if I had spoken
Instead of believe in a promise broken
What if...
What if you never saw her
And I could've stopped you from falling harder
What if...
What if I had only tried
Instead of leave our conversations dried
What if...
What if our hands never reached
To feel our securities breached
What if...
What if our wandering eyes never met
And never yearned to feel what we hadn't yet
What if...
What if I never fell in love with you
And let my path run askew
What if...
What if I had looked the other way
And never felt myself sway
For such a worthless love
That seemed as innocent and pure as a dove
What if?
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Where the Ink Runs Dry
PoesíaJust a collection of poems I have written. I won't stop writing until the ink runs dry. © Copyright of crazyhoran_93 All rights reserved. This story may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permissi...
