There were too many things that went wrong.
Or maybe, they weren’t even mistakes.
Just questions with answers too big
for two people in love to carry.
They say love has its logic.
That psychology could explain
why you and I were always almost.
That science could map the patterns
of why we never aligned.
That faith might’ve told us how to stay,
if only we’d listened.
But none of it made it any easier.
Maybe it could’ve been different
if I had understood more, sooner.
If I had known how to hold you
without holding you back,
and how to love you
without losing myself.
Maybe then, we wouldn’t have fallen
through all the cracks.
But I didn’t.
And now, all I can do is
wake up each day trying to be better
than I was when I still had you.
I want to believe there’s wisdom
in what we couldn’t carry.
That He doesn’t give
a love this deep
without reason.
And that we’ll meet
the best of His plan.
But didn’t this feeling, too,
exist with His permission?
Then, is there a maybe
that we could become
what we never had the chance to be?
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