Poem: That Pitiful Thought

As the thought creeps up;
my mind slowly starts to agree;
what if? What if?


So much would be left undone;
time goes to waste,
it would all unravel;
wouldn't it? Wouldn't it?


Everything left behind;
for someone else to fix up, 
love wasted;
would it be? Would it be?


As the thought creeps up;
day to day;
I wish I knew, I wish I knew...