sometimes I like to sit & think & wonder about you
questions
questions
like,
what if
what if there were a way for us?
what if all of this had just been a big wheel of destiny & you & I were running round the other side of it on opposite sides but would one day catch up to each other?
what if all those things you said, all those people you searched for hoping there were right - what if that was all just your attempt to hide how you felt because you didn't want to scare me away?
what if the person you'd been looking for - the one you dreamed about
the one you pictured holding your hand
& taking you on moonlit walks on the beach
& snuggling with you under a blanket
watching the snowflakes fall together & then making snow angels
running & playing & talking & laughing,
endlessly, into the night
teaching you everything you wanted & needed to know
always being there for you when you needed it most
what if that person had always been there all along?
what if that person was me?
what if the one you were waiting for
had always been right in front of you?
what if in reality we were both searching
never knowing that the one we needed had always been there for us
what if someday
we realize that we feel this way about it each other?
I know its unlikely & you probably will go off your own way & never feel the same way about me
but I still keep that hope within my heart
that hope
that there's a chance for us
that there's a way
that maybe
you could love me back
what if there was a way?
what if you loved me?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Being honest has cost me more relationships than I care to remember. Surrounded by hypocrites who tell you to speak your mind, then when you do they can't handle it. Questions only breed more questions.