The one that got away
Exists only in a subjunctive chamber
Of your mind.
Teasingly flickers in thoughts and dreams
The potent but dangerous what if…
The what has been versus
The what could have been,
Hidden desires of the heart unseen.
Fantasy over memory,
Imagination with its worn glow.
Can that cruel dream
Of what could have been
Be better than if it had really been?
That’s something you’ll never know.