Random Thoughts

As i listen to the whisper of the wind blowing past my ear I wonder how life would be like, if we'd never met. Do you wonder if we would ever meet? What would you say if you knew the answer? Would we meet in another time or not at all? Would we exchange glances and never speak? Would we lust and never love? sometimes the vemon is too hard to remain in my veins i purge and purge and swallow, wallowing wonder if it would be as painful would it be the same would the salt sting still would i bend my own will and be the same me and see the same we i wish that history's altered but that's still three wishes never granted i fix the glance at tomorrow because at least the door frame isn't slanted like that picture of you and me up on the wall bout to fall like our plans did