If I had stopped to button my coat or buy a coffee
If I had skipped class that day
If I had gone to another library or another school
Would I have met you?
If you had not worn pants that hugged your hips
If you had not walked through the turnstile right in front of me
If you had not said, “Hey.”
Would you be at my side now?
Would you be at my side still
When your hair has thinned and mine is grey?
Why you, why me, why us?