It’s hard to
imagine
a world
where
I don’t love
you.
The sky
was
always
black
and
the trees
never
grew.

It’s hard
to imagine
a world
where
I don’t love
you,
my life
would be
boring
and I
wouldn’t have
a clue.

It’s hard
to imagine
a world
where
I don’t love
you…
I’d be
seeing
it all
through a
different
point of
view,
a sadder
kind of blue,

I’m trying
to picture
a world in
which
I never
loved
you…
It’s hard
to imagine
exactly
what
I’d do.

Published by Chloe Donoghue