By Paul B
Date: 15 May 2000

Possibilities

We met for a drink
And I started to think
   Now anything was possible.

I simply couldn't wait
For our first date
   Because everything was possible.

You made me your man
When I asked for your hand
   It never seemed possible.

We survivied all these years
Through the laughter and the tears
   How was it possible?

Now I'm wracking my brain
Trying to ignore the pain
   Considering it just might be possible...

That you don't love me anymore.
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