if we had decided to take a chance

I wonder
If you ever could have loved me
enough to wait
If you ever could have loved me for my beliefs
when I stand for the very same things
you abhor
Or if you ever could have loved me
for my wide-eyed insecurities and chronic naivete
idealism
and stupid need to be liked

Or if I could have ever loved you
for your lack of ambition
your sky-high walls of defense and cynicism
and your stupid need to hurt and test
those who love you so easily

Yet instead we sit here in chronic chemistry
with our ease to draw laughter from one another
and easier still is that we don’t have to wonder
since the time you went and wandered
to find salvation in some other’s
arms
that you hope will call you home