i would've
still picked you. . .

if you came
a wee bit later,
just when
someone else
already holds
my hand,
a different
person sits
right next
to me, her
head on my
shoulder, leaning
against me

someone else
causes me to smile,
a different scent
fills my head
her touch
is what sends
me shivering
if what i hear
is her whispering
and what i taste
are her lips,
lingering

had you
walked in
at that exact
moment, when
life started
moving again,
away from where
you were,
what would've happened?

i stared at
other's eyes,
yet i still
searched for yours
or a semblance
of who you are
hidden somewhere
in those depths

yeah, anyone else
might've made me
shiver yet nobody
could make my
heart race as
the mere sight
of you ever did
you have a hold
on me, a mastery
of me, nobody
could learn,
or bothered
to know about

no one could
break me and put
me back together
again with just
one line

you were my standard,
everyone else had to
contend with what
you were for me,
nobody could measure up,
no one ever tried. . .

for once, i guess universe was on your side (hahahaha)