As the One

As the one who’s always left: I’ll say

that given the chance, I would meet you

today, and I would hand you my changes

and my pocket-lint too, and I would kiss you

and whisper how much I loved you.

 

As the one who’s always right: I’ll say

that given the chance, I’d give up my

ways, and admit to my wrongs and admit

to the lies, and I’d wish for forever

but be glad for our sighs.

 

As the one who’s always neutral: I’ll say

that given the chance, I’d fade straight

away, become your white wall, your canvass

so new, and be grateful when you

colored me bright: red and blue.

 

As the one who’s reversing: I’ll say

that given the chance, I would take back

yesterday, and start fresh to walk the lakes

in my old shoes, talk or be silent,

grab hold, and never lose.