The First That Wasn't by rmpWritings
The First That Wasn't
Is is possible to know heartache
when you have never known love?
My reflection stares back at me
I think back to the us that wasn't;
might I be different
had you stopped talking about 'what-ifs'
and just took action?
might I see myself different
had you not opened your mouth with words
but opened mine with yours?
Was this the beginning of the end
when there was no beginning to start with?
I think back to the first kiss that wasn't
searching for an answer,
searching for a scapegoat.
My reflection stares back at me;
sorrowful eyes searching within me
instead of taking action.
Is it possible to know love
when you've never known heartache?
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