Not Meant To Be

Not Meant To Be

I think back to old times,

Of all those memories we now share.

They make me laugh and split my sides,

They make me cry and weep out my heart.

All the would-haves and the should-haves,

I think of them all,

Along with all that could have been,

But was never meant to be.

I remember it all, sadly,

With a large dose 

Of wistful longing.

 I now realize the entire truth,

That those things 

Will never be;

That they were but mirages,

Evaporated

By reality’s harsh light.

And I try to look ahead,

And again I dimly see events

That can and might b,

But this I do not know,

Are they meant to be?