What if?

Her deep, longing gaze
stares into the questions that swim in the waves.
Sitting where they used to spend so many hours
speaking in touching tones of affection
about sunrises they would always cherish.

She ponders the loss from the missed caresses
his hands brought with tender strokes,
feeling them still in the parts of her soul
where tears drown her memories.

Regrets crash over her like a tide,
inhaling the replays of choices made.
Can her heart ever forget
his stare of confusion or was it indifference,
when she had taken that step alone?

But he never gave himself over to her in promise,
refusing to commit even when it was needed,
adoption agency's card still stuck in her pocket,
his leaving her with too many words unspoken
because she refused to curse another life with her misery
after being unable to see a father or spouse in his eyes.