#64) What If

What if I told you, that I love you; that I need you more than air?

What if I wrote you, one hundred letters; all screaming praises for your name?

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Would you then notice? Would you then care?

Would you then turn back around?

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Would you rewind the tape, playback the days, you let me hold you down?

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What if I said, let the world talk; let the world whisper, let the world see

That right by your side I’d walk

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What if I showed you my ugly face, all smattered with snot and tears

Would you then rescue me from the pain, of being crushed beneath my fears?

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Or maybe you’d say, she’s only a child; she’ll get up again, be free in a while

There’s no reason for you to make amends, and add to your list of amoral sins

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What if I waited outside in the rain?

Would you then feel pity, or simply feel shame?

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Would you pull me into your conflicted chest, and try to clean up this pitiful mess?

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Or maybe you’re colder than I can discern, and therefore care not, that for you I yearn

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Perhaps all my words are drops in the sea; and I am but wishing for what cannot be

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What if you saw me now at my worst…would you ache to see my tender heart burst?

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Would you hold the pieces, bloodied and bruised, and sew them together to then be reused?

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What if I told you, I’ll never let go

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Not till you say it, so I can then know; for certain you want me gone far away

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Or would much prefer, that near you I stay

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