more about me than you

If I had the chance, I would ask you if I had been good to you. I would ask you if you were happy. Had been happy, once. If you got the things you most wanted out of your life, and if not, what were your regrets? Could I have done anything to make things better? Because I would have done them. Should have done them. Should should should should should should should.

These questions no longer matter -- but I'll hold on to them, and try not to make the same mistakes again.

now and then

I had a dream about you last night. You could speak again. You were back to who you were; stubborn and strong, watching all of us grow up. Careful, you told us, and we listened. You could finally understand me, and I told you everything about how I felt, and all the things that I don't regret anymore. Will you be able to listen to me now?