Some believe this is but one of unlimited reality’s,
There are many more, Catering to every other possibility,
If that’s true there’s at least one which you didn’t leave, And decided to stay with me,
One where you turned around when I cried your name, Where my pleading for you to stay, Wasn’t taken in vain,
One where you realised before it was too late, Before the damage went beyond repair,
One where I still stand so close to you, I can still smell the soap in your hair,
We’d still be talking every day, And things would be as they were before,
It sounds so nice, I wish I could be there for sure.
© Rob Spencer 2021
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