For Me To Never Have Met You
For me to have never met you
I promise my eyes would be less red
Many of my days less dead
Like wilted roses
Dripped in blood
Crisped to the core
For me to have never met you
My heart would have healed
And the skies turned blue
Rather than my insides
From my days with you
For me to never have met you,
or you, or you
The countless yous, with the heart aches
Baked into my mind
The days of my you-th
Spent wrangling with confusion
The words that chapped my lips
The laughter I would have left
The care-free, serendipity
Instead of this scarcity
My life would be so different
But the day I met you
That first day, I knew
I still remember it
Year and year and years
The stares of those eyes
Even after the day I left
My life has been so different
The days we’ve spent together since
The days we’ve spent apart
My life has been so different
For me to never have met you,
I’d dread it
There’d be stares unmet
Life unkept
Hands unheld
And laughter unreturned
My dinners would be less full
Tastes less profound
Life would be less lightful
Desserts less delightful
For me to have met the many yous
In between, and after
I’ve learned and loved
And never stopped being thankful for meeting you
For me to have never met you
Would mean I’d never meet
The you yet to come
