William Blake
Another day dawns
I look towards where your head should be
Your body resplendent beside me.
I wonder what if?
You stayed
You listened
I heard
I listened.
So many moments lost
Anger
Frustration
I miss you despite the hurt
The rawness of the pain
I have myself to blame.
And I wonder what if?
Could there have been another chance
To right a wrong
Stop you leaving
Rushing off
No goodbye.
Nothing!
Its academic now
What if?
You’re a memory
A lasting one
Indelibly tattooed
Into the fabric of my life.
My hand now rests
Remembering
Where once you lay your head.
Written for: http://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2014/06/22/prompt-61-toska/
Morpethroad 
Wow Michael that really tears at the heart
Thanks Yves glad you found it so.
Sigh … the many what ifs … moving poem Michael, I like how you used short lines like little darts that went straight to the heart!
Thank you Georgia that’s a lovely comment.
You’re very welcome Michael
Very moving, Michael, esp loved the last 5 lines!!
Thank you so much Oliana you are very kind.
Lovely and sad, perfect for the prompt! 🙂 🙂
Thank you Helen. Much appreciated. Have a good day.
Ah the ‘what ifs’ of life. The thing with them is one will never know. That’s what makes the ‘what ifs’ so sad.
Yes so right Jackie. Some times what ifs rule peoples lives. Thanks for the comment.
The what if’s always make us blame ourselves. This really grabbed at the what if’s in me…
Thanks Mandy good that you are able to connect with this.
Read as Written, a faster pace, feeling the anxiety mount. Very good Michael. We all have our what ifs too bare, don’t we
We do Jenny and they sometimes come from unexpected places.
What a great use of the prompt. I was a bit abstract but then that’s when it’s fun to write
Liked this very much.
Melanie
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Thanks so much Melanie, I am pleased you enjoyed this one. I shall go read yours soon. Thanks for following my blog, please come visit again.
No matter how much we try to move on – there are always some what ifs that we can’t seem to shake off.
So true RoSy. Life is often beset with what ifs.
Like what would have been the outcome of the American war of independence had George Washington been born a horse?