WHAT IF

WHAT IF

Vivid memories that play out loud,

Flashes of her beauty in a crowd,

The tears she shed that frigid night we said goodbye,

Glistened upon her cheek beneath the moon of that January sky,

Carrying more than the weight of the moment, little did I know,

A burden that at the time didn’t show,

Whatever happened at the time?

Fifteen years later, your guess is as good as mine,

I’ve always wondered about the “what ifs” and such,

I can still feel her spirit, I know that much,

When I think of her my heart becomes vacant,

Empty to thought, that there was something far more important,

Our love was an affair meant for just a season,

It was just one of those things, no particular reason,

I’d be lying if I said she was my greatest,

But don’t discount the love shared between us,

We were young and had no business in that place,

Yet everywhere I go I still see her face,

She haunts my dreams at night,

And walks the avenues of my thoughts in broad daylight,

She’s ingrained in my mind and rooted in my soul,

Whatever happened for certain, one will never know.

-brad