What if you are old and gray and sitting in a nursing home and you are asked by your great grand children a story you'd remember, and you say "once upon a time I met a girl, and I loved her and she loved me but we never managed to stay together. We lived separate lives until we died."
'What if they asked why not? And you say "because I was not sure until it's too late."
What if in an alternate universe I was standing next to the Christmas tree, holding hands, you and I, and you admire the tree and then to turn to look at me and say to me, "I love you so much thank you for being here with me always." I'd rub your shoulder and say to you, "I can't imagine being anywhere else but here with you. You are the best thing ever happened to me."
What if I have never loved another like you. What if when I close my eyes I can't see anything in front of me, behind me, next to me. What if this is what love really is and you are letting it all go wasted.
What if the only thing we ever did wrong is to stay apart, and not make a decision to find a way to stay together.
'What if they asked why not? And you say "because I was not sure until it's too late."
What if in an alternate universe I was standing next to the Christmas tree, holding hands, you and I, and you admire the tree and then to turn to look at me and say to me, "I love you so much thank you for being here with me always." I'd rub your shoulder and say to you, "I can't imagine being anywhere else but here with you. You are the best thing ever happened to me."
What if I have never loved another like you. What if when I close my eyes I can't see anything in front of me, behind me, next to me. What if this is what love really is and you are letting it all go wasted.
What if the only thing we ever did wrong is to stay apart, and not make a decision to find a way to stay together.
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