Alternate endings,
I reviewed them many times,
considering the choices
redirecting this life.
Woulda, coulda, shoulda
is foolishness at its best,
for the path was laid before us
and we put to the test.
The moments are quite clear,
clearer with each passing day,
as I can see you before me
as if I was back in yesterday.
I failed to let it go
the dreams that hold me here,
even though I am grateful,
for the time we had to share.
I'll whisper to the night
knowing my stars are yours
in hoping they shine down on you
with a kiss from one who cares.
Maybe I was deceived,
I thought I understood,
but I failed to recognize,
where time no longer stood.
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