Even in closing breaths
mere seconds,
your lips I tasted

Could have held you longer
in a different place
a different time

Your little stumbles
tugging at my heartstrings
wishing I could keep you

It might never last
our petty arguments
need to have the last word

Our paths diverge
you, with balance and strength
me, uncertain pathways

A cradle for the life
we could have had
brimming white roses