alone

We met a few times years ago,
I don't know what became of you
But I often wonder
What could have been
If I knew then what I wanted.
I don't know your name,
I don't know how I could ever
Find you again
But I'll sometime wonder
What if things were different.
I met you when I was uncertain
I wish I hadn't been
So uncertain
But now I'm certain and alone.

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