Look At You

I get up and i look at you
I see what you are
I stare at you
I Look into you
I think....
What would it be like be like...
Would be have what 2 kids...
a small home?
or...
Would we be dead
a victim of society...
a victim of love...
a victim of the love that hate makes..
When i look at you...
I think back to the days when we where..
above all happy..
and again i find my self here where i am..
this day on the ground crying staring at a pool of tears..
And i think what if..
What if the day you left me, what if you never got into it...
What if he never took that turn, that turn that made me think back to the day when...
we were above all happy..
Then i get up and i look at you..
I see what you are
I stare at you
i think.
what would it be like...
would we have what 2 kids, a broken home.
Or..
Would we be dead a victim of society
a victim of love...
a victim of the love that hate makes..
When i look at you...
I think back to the days when we when we were...
above all happy..
and again i find my self.
here i am, here i am.....
This day crying... hoping.. that you will.... come back to me...

by Uyen secret

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A sad vision set out in verse, the pain comes through quite clearly.