Imagine waking up
and me not being there;
knowing that when you fell
asleep you were completely aware
of my presence, of me.
Waking up with only memories
of what coulda, shoulda, woulda been,
crying is unstoppable and with
tears, one can't quite begin
to describe your fears.
The thought of not seeing
you again, not seeing you walk,
your eyes, your touch;
To not be able to talk
to you, like we used to.
Only to wake up
and realize its true,
what could have been, is not to be
spending my life with you.
Man. . .I don't want to ever wonder about "what if." This poem is one that can inspire thought as to what would happen if two people in love eventually lost one another, at least that's what it did to me. Very good poem!