The Weight Of What-Ifs
I’ve watched from afar, admired your ways,
Known with a certainty, stuck in a craze
On paper it’s perfect, our lives intertwine
Two spirits, one soul: a predestined design
Both athletic nerds, intelligent things
Obsessed with a story, entranced by some rings
A pet you can catch, a ball to be kicked
The cobalt and claret, a yellow mouse picked
But it’s more than our hobbies, our linked families
It’s more than our shared, undesired disease
Your brain thinks like mine, your wit sharpens too
My conclusions and verdicts deduce like yours do
You know what it’s like to feel trapped in your mind
A slave to your body, a visionary left blind
Your compassion a weapon wielded never by you
Responsibility for all, and for all not a clue
A groomsman forever and never a bride
Unaided but destined to always provide
Alive with a knowledge no others can grasp
Mundane to their cores, no wisdom to clasp
We want the same things, our goals all align
Though we differ in how we divine the Divine
But I think we’d be great, and I know you’d find love
What’s more, though, a partnership we’d both be proud of
Raising together the ones all alone
Giving them more than their past broken home
Changing together through eons of time
Making each second superbly sublime
A love tale for ages, the greatest of all
The stuff saved for legends only starved men recall
Too bad I’m a coward, too scared I will bleed
I won’t ever work up the courage I need
To tell you my feelings, to ask for a chance
If bravery’s a ballroom, I don’t know the dance
Our potential’s a grand yacht that’s just left to drift
Sinking slowly beneath the deadweight of what-ifs
I wish I could show you how great we would be
But what could have been us, will only ever be me