What Might Have Been Poem by Isabella Buttacy

There was a time --
not so long ago --
when you saw me
and you would smile;
you would talk
and your eyes would brighten;
I knew something was there
that not everyone had,
and the spark you felt,
or seemed to feel,
was a special one.

What might have been.

There was a time --
not so long ago --
when I saw you;
something inside me changed --
our eyes locked deep,
for the first time ever
I just couldn't break away;
there was something special,
unique, I might say,
and I felt hope
for the first real time.

What might have been.

There was a time --
not so long ago --
when change began
and I lost your gaze;
you wouldn't talk,
and I began to grow scared,
as I couldn't fan the flames;
you seemed cold and empty,
so our spark went out;
and I sit here
and I ponder of:

What might have been.