You or me?

A physical attraction, mind over matter.

A look at you from a younger me,

A fusion of what I missed. 

Strange. 

Foreign. 

Alien to my life, 

You intrigue, confuse, recoil;

This isn't me.

Sadness of my past

Covering and coping

Smiling and joking 

Playing the role

Fear wouldn't let me change.

Maybe a chrysalis, cocoon

Or moth I fly, 

Personally I don't think a butterfly.

Confused, regretful of life,

Of life I missed

Chances. oh chances, 

Did they exist?

Or was I just trapped by life,

By marriage, my lack of wealth

Into a life of nothingness.

Was it all just a front?

And now?

I shrug, what is now?

A reflection of the past

A reflection of the now,

Or just a fragment,

A small particle of the future.

An atom

An amoeba.

One moment

One cell

Of an unknown future.