I would've suggested a walk, 
smiled at the perfect fall air 
slipped my hand 
through your arm 
crossing the street, 
I would've turned around 
while you fixed your shoe, 
named the shadows "every day", 
I would've listened 
to your stories from teaching
and wondered how those kids 
got so lucky

If today were my last
I would've noticed the light
on your skin, taken a photo
next to the green couch

I would've told you my thoughts
on god, how I wish
I could know the unknown

If today were my last
I would've still spent it with you