Assuming this prompt suggests I’d have never known you at all, life would be different, sure. but it’d be painfully equally similar. when I first read this I thought about how much I’d miss you, then I had the quick revelation that’s rung in my ears before but never to this extent. you can’t miss something or someone you never had. I would have never had you. I would’ve never experienced the bliss that is you. I wouldn’t know your favorite color and I wouldn’t make you happy when you forget the movements of a smile that used to be so familiar. we wouldn’t fall into each other. I wouldn’t get a faint bittersweet taste of your scent that lingers on my skin. This would all cease to exist, even if you existed without me. See I think to love someone you must know them, in the most loving sense of the word. I believe you should be able to hear them when you think of the words ‘I want you’. I believe you should see them when you dream of pleasure. it’d be a shame to live a life without knowing you my dear because to not know you means to not love you and that’s be the most beautiful experience life could not give me. the only thing I’d be falling into are my own arms that would be as familiar as you’re smile wouldn’t been. And i need your smile more then i need life itself.