The Probability of You and Me

Him

If you had just met me first

I would’ve been able to offer you the world

I wouldn’t make you ask for certain things

I would give them to you before you can even ask me

I would’ve been able to give you more than what he gives

Her

I’m sorry we hadn’t met much earlier

I’m sorry that I can’t help but compare the two of you

I’m sorry that I think of you even though I shouldn’t

I’m sorry I have ‘what if’ scenarios in my head of you and me, and all the possibilities

I’m sorry but we just can’t be

Him

I’m sorry I can’t let you go

I tried to but I couldn’t

As long as I see this little window of opportunity

I’m afraid I’ll keep hanging on to the probability of you and me

I just might be the better cup of tea

Her

I can’t dwell on this uncertainty

Someone else already owns my heart

And he doesn’t want to share

I don’t want to break your heart

But I cannot be unfair

Him

I’ll wait

Her

Please don’t

Him

I can give you a different type of happiness

I have qualities he lacks

A sense of romance that he seems to not possess

And a knack for poetry on a scented paperback

Her

I love him

Him

I know you do…

Her

Don’t wait for me

Him

Please don’t ask me to

Her

Just forget about me

Him

But you are my happiest memory…