Well, if we were to cross paths,
Even though it would not desirable,
We would probably ignore and laugh,
With our friends even if we were at the same table,

We might occasionally glance out of curiosity,
At the other's pretend felicity,
As the pain pierces our hearts,
Because of our past,

A past that had an ugly ending,
One filled with hate, the other tired of apprehending,
If only we could have...