Just Imagine

Imagine if somehow we stayed together,

don’t ask me how that would truly happen.

Just imagine.

Imagine meeting each other in junior high,

so young and unaware.

Just imagine.

Imagine us walking hand-in-hand in high school,

so beautiful and rare.

Just imagine.

Imagine us fighting about something so dumb,

so dumb, so dumb.

Just imagine.

Imagine that make-up kiss in the rain,

so perfect and sorry.

Just imagine.

Imagine that goodbye kiss as we parted for home,

so insignificant and unbearable.

Just imagine.

Imagine you down on one knee with a little diamond ring,

so unexpected and breath-taking.

Just imagine.

Imagine happy tears rolling down my face as you put that ring on my finger,

so blissful and little.

Just imagine.

Imagine our honeymoon on an island for three weeks,

so spacious and intimate.

Just imagine.

Imagine all the houses we’ve looked at, searching for our dream home,

so stressful and irritating.

Just imagine.

Imagine your expression when I tell you there’s a baby on the way,

so priceless and unforgettable.

Just imagine.

Imagine my baby bump getting bigger as the months go on,

so round and alive.

Just imagine.

Imagine going to the doctor’s and finding out we’re having a daughter.

so moving and monumental.

Just imagine.

Imagine picking out different shades of pink for her room,

so colorful and bright.

Just imagine.

Imagine me squeezing your hand as I deliver our first child,

so painful and wonderful.

Just imagine.

Imagine witnessing her take her first steps in this big world, saying her first words,

so precious and adorable.

Just imagine.

Imagine teaching her how to ride a bike,

so quick and knowledgeable.

Just imagine.

Imagine us having another child, a boy this time,

so different and new.

Just imagine.

Imagine going through the same routine with him,

so familiar and fun.

Just imagine.

Imagine her first day of school,

so exciting and emotional.

Just imagine.

Imagine years passing us by and living them all to the fullest,

so full and appreciated.

Just imagine.

Imagine her graduation day, diploma in her hand,

so proud and lucky.

Just imagine.

Imagine her meeting the guy of her dreams, just as I met mine,

so lovely and passionate.

Just imagine.

Imagine meeting him, your future son-in-law,

so nerve-racking and protective.

Just imagine.

Imagine giving her away at her traditional wedding,

so sad and hopeful.

Just imagine.

Imagine getting the news that your parents have passed away,

so mournful and disheartening.

Just imagine.

Imagine our son becoming a legend, the greatest high school football player in all the school’s history,

so unbelievable and incredible.

Just imagine.

Imagine our daughter announcing we’re going to be grandparents,

so cheerful and spectacular.

Just imagine.

Imagine more years pass by and we’re still side by side,

so old and wrinkly.

Just imagine.

Imagine us so much still in love, even on our deathbed,

so peaceful and scary.

I’m not asking you to do all those things, silly.

All I’m asking is for you to just simply

Imagine.

Just imagine, my love.

Would you just sit here with me, on this beautiful starry night, and just hold my hand,

and imagine if somehow we stayed together.

Don’t ask me how that would truly happen.

Just imagine.

The End

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