What if you could change your past?
He often thought about ways he could
Alter the reality that he had lived in.
What if he had caught that bus,
Had gone around the country,
Without a care in the world.
What if he had finished those
Guitar lessons,so now he could
Write songs about the one who
Got away, the friend who abandoned
or the life he was starting to despise.
She met him at the coffee shop
on the corner of the street,
His nose deep in the pages of
A book they both loved.
She had fled from her world,taken
That leap, to explore, to find new things.
She had met all sorts of people,
But never had she seen so much regret,
as she had in his eyes.
Regrets about things he did not do,
About the things he had done.
A cup of coffee later, she asked him
"What if you could change your past ?"
He spoke of the relationships he wished
Hadn't existed, the time he had let
His best friend leave, not posting the
Letters he had written for the last five years,
And if he had left , when he wanted to
But didn't because he was scared of the new.
She shook her head and told him,
"You can never regret what you haven't done,
or the things you did. They reflected what you
thought was right at the time."
That day he realized that he had worried
About things that didn't matter. That day
Was the last time he ever saw her. He'd
Sometimes wonder who the stranger was.
He was surprised that he had opened up to
her, without giving it a second thought.
She looked at him and smiled, for the
angel had set another human free.