my maybe, my what if

Could it be you were everything I wanted?
The person to be the ying to my yang,
The one who completed me in every way I needed,
I can’t know, I can’t tell anymore
Because I afraid of the what if,
Afraid I would rock my own world if that were the case,
Because what am I suppose to do… if you are?
You can’t be mine,
And I belong to another already,
Perhaps, in a another life,
We would’ve met first,
Met when we could be two people who found each other in the great fate of it all,
If I knew you could be everything I needed…
But maybe this is just as cruel as wondering what if,
Playing the game of maybe,
Maybe this, maybe that,
But maybe will never be our reality,
And that is the fate we were dealt to deal.

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