I thought of you today,
And in that moment of bittersweet remembrance I relived the last kissAnd your dejected stare as you realizedThat rosy lips had lost their appeal.It made me understand that love,Just like time,Is not linear.That it blurs the lines of what is and isn't.That our time together was a path followed From a myriad of possibilities Of forever.What if, in an alternate timeline,Our first kiss never happenedAnd our last kiss never endedWhat if I had been able to hold youInstead of dreaming of your touchWhat if I had told you sooner That I loved you,Instead of waiting for the "right moment"What if we had never said goodbye.What if we had never said hello.I've moved on from you,But I still love you Without craving you.It's not a matter of being hung up on youRather, knowing that I live in this today,I still wonder about other tomorrows.