If…
If things could be changed
would you have done differently
what we have now in result?
If life can be shaped
simply as clay in your hands
would you shape it thus
into your own making
or sacrifice it for others
those who shall stand after
we have lived our stay?
If love is simply that
which when was claimed
it would stay forevermore
would you have guarded it
with more than your life?
If I am simply a mist
of lost hopes-shattered dreams
would you hold on fast
and keep me by your side
as someday, someday
perhaps it may come to pass?
If our yesterdays were cruel
and our future bleaker
would it matter anyway
since we have each other?
If my soul is marred
by scars and sorrows
’till all reason
has left me hollow
would you grasp my hand
and pull me up
shake off all my
deep sorrows of doubt?
When the desert is want
of sweet clean water
and the storm of hails
in want of soft breeze
would our hearts be
strong and sturdy through
all we have to bear
just to remain as
we wished it to remain?
If life is so
while we are as we are
for want of sureness
I would still bear
never will I regret
taking this one chance
as I had you once
even for a little while.
And that is more than I could ever wish for.
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