
i hate that there was a life before me,
people who knew you differently,
memories i'll never be a part of,
and versions of you i'll never get to meet.
i know it's not fair to you,
to be hurt by things you cannot change.
but sometimes i wish
i could go back in time
and find you a little sooner.
maybe then
i wouldn't have to wonder
if i'm as special as i want to be,
or if someone before me.
already was