sometimes, you could only imagine what if.

sometimes, if you think back and smile.

sometimes, what comes out are memories;

memories of happy times.

but what you can remember most vividly

are always the sad times, the seperation.

The pain that pierce my heart,

the things you did.

Not looking forward to each day,

not waiting for time to pass us by.

The times where each minute each second means my life.

If reality was not to be so cruel,

if love could travel across distances.

If i could force myself to forget all these memories,

Only if.