Not Meant to Be

Here is how it would be;

Cali would marry, go on a honeymoon, return, maybe stay here, maybe leave for somewhere else, whatever.

During the time she was here I’d behave towards her  as I  had always done.  There would be no change no flag, no reason for her to ask ‘what is wrong’.

Cali would live her life never knowing that I loved her and maybe if I were older, in mind or body or both, I would have stepped up our friendship.

That is if Cali would have wanted that.  

And now comes the point;  if Cali wanted to ‘step up’ she could have done/said something.

But she never did. As I never did.

If she had loved me like that…

So she didn’t.