If I Were You
If I were you, I would feel so defeated.
I would wonder which person I would see
when I next walked into my home.
If I were you, I would crave normalcy.
I would begin to dream of a life
better lived alone.
If I were you, I would yearn for security.
I would want the simple feeling of being certain
of the kind of life I would have tomorrow.
If I were you, I would begin to feel a sad kind
of resignation that plans made cannot be
relied upon to be reality.
If I were you, I would want to feel alive.
I would long to do away with this vague existence
filled with sorrow.
If I were you, I would crave confidence and reliability,
and the serene contentment that comes from truth,
and knowing where you stand.
If I were you, I would walk away, leaving a sad little letter,
lying on the kitchen table in an envelope
addressed with my name; holding your apology.
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