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If

If

"If I were
an older man
and met
a younger woman
I would have
just wanted
to be her friend
I wouldn't
have wanted
to ruin her life"
a haze of shock
confusion and hurt
descended upon her
had it all been
a mistake
when they first met
he even told her
she should dance
with the younger guys
and because she didn't
her life was ruined?
if she danced with him
night after night
if his kindness
washed over her
in healing waves
if he told her she wasn't crazy
if he told her
there was nothing wrong with her
if she knew he would never
leave her side
if he called her out
for being
the jackass she was
when she talked about
giving up
throwing all her dreams away
believing the lies
if he fulfilled
every last vow
if he should have
been long gone
but never quit her
if he could always
crack her up
if that wacky humor
still lived on
through the Parkinson's
if she knew
the disease
might take his body
but never touch his love
that none other
could ever match
if that's a ruined life
then she smiles
having seen the truth
they always tried
to hide from her
faces the other
and says
"Thank God he wasn't you."




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