about if I hadn't moved.
I would still be by your side,
unchanged.
still a child.
what would have happened
to you,
would you be okay?
would I have rooted you
to the ground,
kept you from insanity?
I wonder. . .
would you be so
untouchable,
unreachable to everyone
who cares?
would I be staring at the stars
right now
wondering if you
are under the same brightness?
© 1998 Sharlene Tan