possibly.
the rush i got from one word is unlike any
that i have ever experienced.
possibly.
usually your messages send tantalizing tingles down my spine but
this one word
was like a bucket of ice cold water on my head.
now i am drenched in uncertainty.
i feel cold and wet and i'm rocking myself,
forward and back,
trying to soothe my aching heart.
possibly.
time travel could be possible.
life on mars could be possible.
cloning could be possible.
is that all we were to you?
a possibility?
my hand in yours, a ring on your left hand, my kiss on your neck, my sweatpants on your body.
part of me thinks you have found another but
how can that be possible
when i just lost all the capacity to
ever love somebody
who is not you?
but there is a
possibility
that you still love me,
still think about me,
still hear me in those same songs
despite the words you can never say out loud.
still.
can the world stay still?
because i don't want to travel through time and
i don't want to live in outer space and
i don't want to have to search for you in someone else.
because you're not some body,
you are somebody.
somebody i want with me right now,
on earth.
but that is just not possible, now,
is it?
