Near the window,
Looking at the street,
Where I met you last.
Thinking about the scene,
Wishing it to occur,
At least once in ever.
A silly wish,
It may sound.
As they say,
Wishes do come true in the end.
Well, that\'s the thing,
I have questioned now and forever.
It is clear to me now,
How it got weaved together.
Thinking about the choices,
Adding the wrong ones too.
If one thing has gone different,
We might not have been with each other.
As the feelings linger a bit longer,
Forming a picture of us laughing at each other,
Asking the heart to beat a little louder,
Making it look like yesterday,
Me with you on the street together.
On this day, I would like to confess,
How wrong I had always been,
You were not only my Someone,
You were my everything.
My one-stop solution.
You were my together,
And that\'s what I miss,
The together.
-bubblehead95
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