My mind likes to play tricks on me.
It likes to make me
imagine,
wonder,
a situation or time that
I could never have
no matter how much I may have ever
needed it.

Supposing
my words
had never hurt the people they did.

Supposing
I had stopped myself –
foot on the brake at the last second –
before the car crashed.

Supposing
you and I could have lived
in a different part of the world,
closer;
at least to each other.

Would it have changed
Anything?

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