If there had been a clue

Of what I meant to you

How easy it would be

To hide the needs in me


If there had been some sign

Yet love seemed so divine

I would certain not stay

To watch you walk away


If there had been omen

When my heart was open

You see me something less

But gave did I my best


If I had been aware

Too easily I care

Right from the very start

Protect from you my heart


If it had been foretold

Your love was not of gold

Your truth plied ever thin

I’d not have let you in


If I had the foresight

To see your wrongs less right

Avoiding the cruel strife

When you stepped out my life


If I had only known

I would be left alone

Never would I have kissed

Those lips now sorely missed


If there were one to ask

If you could face the task

Of loving in return

My love not shared to spurn


A warning of some kind

That love is ever blind

Hidden from wanting eyes

Pretending no one lies


I gave away too much

My heart I let you touch

For love to be denied

By who you are inside


15 Responses to “If”
  1. This is totally relatable to anyone who reads it! The loss of some loves never heals. However, to quote a Garth Brooks’ song, “I would have missed the pain, but I’d have had to miss the dance.”

  2. beth says:

    I think most all of us have been here, so very deep and true

  3. Jim Borden says:

    but as the old saying goes, perhaps it is better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all.

    beautiful poem, Brad…

  4. Francisco Bravo Cabrera says:

    Quite lovely Brad, the way of the world is what you’ve described and life is at times bittersweet but on we go…

  5. petespringerauthor says:

    The “what ifs” of life.

  6. Isha says:

    Absolutely incredible!

  7. jonicaggiano says:

    This is bitter sweet. I still dream about my first love I understand that feeling. I think we have all been there.
    Beautiful piece Brad. Love and hugs to you.

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