If I were to die today,And go back to doing something,I would be born againAnd feel it all once again.I would look at my mother's face again, For the first time.I would ride and fall from my bike again,For the first time.I would kiss the love of my life again,For the first time.I would chase that dream and live the journey again,For the first time.I will be me, again,But for the first time.

Eyes catching despite the space between us Both remembering the time it wasn’t there Can you see it in the shy smiles tinged with regret It’s when we laugh at an old inside joke surrounded by old friends only to freeze and remember how much you loved their laugh  It’s seeing them smile and wishing it was aimed at you like they always used to be  It’s friends getting tired of the awkwardness bet...