Sometimes…. I catch myself thinking about you.

And so begins the what if games that swirl thru my head. Makes me wish they had a soundtrack and some lights to go with it.

What if I had done something different? What if things had worked out in a different way between us? What would the picture of my life look like had a different journey taken place? It can be an intoxicating fantasy to revel and daydream in.

What if…

I find myself wanting to linger in my daydreams a little longer.

What if…

I want to pretend I feel your strong arms around me.

What if…

I want to pretend I can feel your lips caressing me.

What if…

I know that ultimately it doesn’t serve me well to fantasize about something in my future that may never even happen…. but who am I to know what the future holds?

I spend so much of my time being responsible and being good. I think it is ok if I allow myself a moment to dream and hope. I think it is ultimately amazing, given my experiences, that I can still dream and have such faith and hope.

Maybe… who knows…. sigh…

What if…