If only I could trade places with you,
I’d do it in a split second.
If only I could understand your pain and you could understand mine,
I’d take it all away.
If only you hadn’t hidden your illness for so long.
If only I had noticed earlier.
If only you didn’t hurt yourself.
If only I didn’t blame myself.
If only I could be where you are and you could be where I am.
If only you could be free to live.
If only you could make it go away.
If only I could make it stop.
I have already lived.
I don’t need anymore.
I have seen beauty.
I have been touched by life.
If only you could realize that you haven’t even yet begun to live.