Could've Been Mine

There are many great loves
I've left behind.
Many great lives
that could've been mine.

The one with desire
who made my heart skip.
He made me a poet
with one touch of his lip.

The one with kind eyes
who cared and adored.
He made me feel safe
and never once flawed.

The one with quick witt
kept me on my toes.
He made my heart laugh,
healing all my woes.

The one who challenged,
bought my mind to life,
He posed incredible questions
of beauty and strife.

Now, here in the lull
of melancholic reflection,
I wonder "Why, oh why,
did I ever reject them?".

There are many great loves
I've left behind.
Many great lives,
but none of them mine.