I Wish

Sometimes, I begin to wonder-
in my mind, they always linger.
What if, just what if;
our first meeting was not that brief.

How I wish I was her,
who was always with you from the start.
How I wish I was her,
who did not ignore you once you offered your heart.

I was so dumb:
for in that specific moment I was so numb.
It could have been me, really.
So now, I could have loved you more freely.

How I wish I was her,
the one you're dreaming of every night.
How I wish I was her,
the one that'll make you feel that heart rate's flight.

Now, I think it's just too late.
Telling you will just make you filled with hate.
That feeling, I will never bear;
you're the only one who seemed to care.

How I wish I was her,
the one who makes you smile everytime.
How I wish I was her,
so being in love with you is not a crime.

Your perfection, it haunts me-
your eyes, your voice, your smell, everything I see.
It hurts me that you're not here,
not that you'll ever be, I hear.


Yes, you heard that right.
I am in love with you, and I might
fall in love with you more day by day.
How I wish I was her, is all I have to say.

Poem for May 3, 2013