i'm left,
with only,
'what if's.
what if,
i tried to,
maintain,
my grades?
would i,
be able,
to be in,
the same,
class as her?
what if,
i tried to,
be more,
outgoing?
would i,
be able,
to talk,
to her?
what if,
i asked,
my friends,
earlier?
would she,
know me,
earlier?
what if,
i had,
gathered,
my courage?
would we,
be friends?
what if,
i acted,
quicker?
would i,
not miss,
my chance,
to be closer,
to her?
there were,
so many,
'what if's.
and i could,
only wonder,
after all,
as she doesn't,
even look at me,
any longer.
