Midnight Poems and Short Stories

What could've been.

We could've been something big, something powerful, something amazing but it was ruined by our egos and pride.

What could have been is always going to be a stuck in the past. Nothing is going to change that, not even you or me could change it.

We fit each other perfectly. The way your hand fit in mine or the way you spoke to me. Even how we were some how just the right height away from each others lips.

When you waited till everyone was gone until you kissed me. That's one moment I will never forget but it seems that you already have.

What could've been but never happened.