What if

And what if

And then what if

And he hadn’t

And she didn’t want to know

And he had never asked

And she had never said yes

And what if he had never spotted her in the first place

Or he had simply gone somewhere else

Like his usual place

What if he hadn’t missed his bus

And walked into a bar

where divas and devils

Congregate and coagulate

Away from the rain

Stuck together like so much dirty sticky glue

Rusty romancers and out of luck chancers

Absconders and highly seasoned responders

To any kind of action they can get

 

What if she had left work at her usual time

Instead of taking that last phone call

What if her eyes had been shut to all and everything

As she entered the room

shaking the rain out of her hair

And slumped in a corner

What if their eyes had not met

What if he hadn’t stated the obvious

Are you wet

What if she hadn’t laughed

What if on that day love had not existed

What if…..