Poetry · Writing

What If

You shouldn’t

but

you can’t help it.

What if you called

what if you came over for dinner

what if you weren’t so scared.

What would tomorrow have been?

Would you have stayed the night

would have made breakfast

would you have called tomorrow?

What if you gave it chance.

It’s not healthy, I know,

I just can’t help give it a second thought

or maybe three.

Looking at your number in my phone

wondering if you were doing the same.

It’s not healthy, I know,

prone to question

what would have been.

 

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