WHAT IF…
A poem about honesty, connection, and the space between us—told through a series of “What if” questions.
I’ve often wondered what our lives might look like
if we dared to be completely honest with one another.
Maybe it’s naïve.
I’ve been called that before.
And still…
there’s a part of me that holds on to the idea
that something softer could exist between us—
something closer to harmony.
WHAT IF…
What if we could get along,
truly.
What if we could understand each other,
truly.
But do we really
need to understand each other
to get along?
…What if we could fully see each other,
as if, all of a sudden,
there were no more secrets between us?
What if,
instead of staying
at opposite ends of the bridge,
we moved closer,
trying to meet in the middle?
What if you could see my pain—
would you understand me better?
And if I could see yours,
would I be more thoughtful?
What if we could listen—
really listen, without judging.
Listen to our emotions,
hear our intentions clearly…
What if I showed you my chaos,
would you ease some of my burdens?
And if I could see your mess,
would I dare to be more present, more grounded?
What if we lifted each other up,
celebrated each other’s victories,
patiently waiting our turn—
would there be more love between us?
What if we gave ourselves a chance—
would there be acceptance,
real consistency?
Would distrust fade,
or would trust break?
What if we opened our hearts,
set aside caution and fear,
and truly let ourselves be seen—
completely—
could we be happy,
like carefree children?
What if we allowed ourselves
to exist differently,
to live differently,
to see differently,
to feel differently—
could we coexist in peace,
within the same shared space?
What if we dared to look at the cracks,
the reasons behind our wounds,
to understand the wear and tear
before judging,
before condemning—
could we truly forgive?
What if we loved each other wildly,
shared everything—
would our lives be more beautiful,
richer, exceptional?
Would we recognize the blessing,
or fall into dissatisfaction?
What if we truly valued each other,
brought real presence
into both the light and heavy moments—
would life feel better?
What if we got along,
truly—if we listened,
if we saw each other,
if we understood,
if we forgave,
if we loved,
if we endured one another—
WOULD LIFE BE BETTER?
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Odel A.



What a great collection of possibilities for a better future and better now Odel.
To your almost last question - Would life be better? Maybe we should at least try to make it better by giving this an attempt.
One idea at a time, per day; smile at a stranger (not in a weird way!), help someone without needing, give space to listen to someone without thinking about your own next words, etc.
Through little things, big changes can happen over time.
I’d say I loved it… but i’m currently in my “men are suspicious” era.
So ill settle for: it’s good:)