What if we were still friends who spoke occasionally,
Not lovers who were not meant to be?
What if I’d never got goosebumps when we first met,
No blood rush inside, no jumping butterflies?
What if we didn’t tie on strings so strong,
So I could blame fate for cheating for so long?
What if I wasn’t so blind and naive to be pulled towards your promise so feign?
What if I’d never noticed your little smile and the sparkling eyes,
And rather paid attention to my doubts and your lies?
What if there was nothing like a forever to give me false hopes of my unrequited dreams?
What if my heart never believed you to be my yesterday and every day since?
Because you weren’t the staying type, and I never wanted you to leave.
What if I told you I know all your lies long before they rolled off your tongue like fake ties?
What if you knew that I think of you still?
But then, it’s no less than a disturbing chill!
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