If I had the chance to do it again, I would never leave your side.

I would never lose sight of your face.

I would never say goodbye.

 

If I had the chance to do it again, I wouldn’t watch as the birds took you away.

Neither would I wait for them to place you back beside me.

I would jump.

I would jump grasping firmly onto your waist,

Gripping hard as to not fall,

As to not slip down,

Closer to the ground and farther from your touch.

 

If I had the chance to do it again I would hold you like a glass menagerie,

Cradling you gently as if you were the most fragile and delicate piece in the world.

I would apprise you like a gift,

Treasuring you like a family heirloom kept and loved over generations upon generations,

As something so irreplaceable and so irreparable that I have to take special care just to ensure your wellbeing.

 

If I had the chance to do it again I would embrace your every imperfection and deformity.

I would breathe in your every doubt and concern.

I would absorb all of your insecurities and despondencies.

 

If I had the chance to do it again, I would bask in your sovereignty,

Engulfing myself in the very essence of your prepotency.

I would awe in the face of your dominance,

Even indulging in the very decoction of your primacy.   

 

If I had the chance to do it again, I would never leave your side.

I would never lose sight of your face.

I would never say goodbye.

 

But I don’t have the luxury of a second chance.

I don’t have the capability nor the power to achieve such a feat.

 

And that’s life.

 

But don’t ever think that it’s going to stop me from wondering,

 

Wondering what I would do if I had the chance,

 

If I had the chance to do it again.