poem VI

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i was once told that if i used 'what if' enough,
the 'what if' wish would come true.

i wished for so many 'what if's that involved you, and waited constantly
for a signal that it'd reached you.

my wishes instead became the opposite of what i had prayed for
and pulled you further and further from me.

it didn't hurt that my dreams didn't come true, because life isn't always fair
what hurt was that you were too blind to do anything.

i hope that sometime in the near future,
if you make a 'what if' wish too, for a person you love
that they hear your call
and return your wish.

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