Days of you and me

I knew all along

this was not meant to be

but you had me convinced

there was something I didn’t see.

There were awkward silences

I didn’t understand,

I would talk through them

too scared to know what they meant.

But there was laughter too

and echoes of it,

though we were not perfect people

at many times we felt like it.

I knew lines from songs and books

which spoke about us to me –

a doomed happiness,

a short-lived and a casual breeze.

But there was more

and there is so much it could have been,

if I was different,

a different you and me.