If I had my way, time would have stopped.

The world would have forever stayed in that place, that moment when everything was fine;

That place, that moment when you were mine.

Things would not have moved. Things would not have changed, and neither would you. Neither would all of your feelings, especially the ones that involved me.

If I had my way, there would be no sadness in this.

My thoughts of a grey stormy sky would still be limited to the one outside, and not the one inside my mind. There would be no rain coming from memories of you.

You would be happy. I would be happy. We would be happy. Yes, there would be a “we”.

If I had my way, there would be no justice beating me to the ground.

There would be no “Every action has consequences.” type of sentences becoming reality to beat me down. There would be no need to deal with how much I messed this up.

If I had my way, you’d still be here.

Even if karma meant that you had to leave, if everything meant that I couldn't keep you with me… you would have stayed.

If I had my way...

If I had my way...

If I had my way...

If I had my way, you’d still be walking my way instead of away. And if I had my way, love would have been enough.