If we were still talking, I’d tell you I love you. If you were here, I’d hug you and not let go for a very long time. If we saw each other on the street, I’d tell you how handsome you are. If we were still friends, I’d hold your hand and wipe the tears from your face. If I saw you again, I’d sit and listen to all of your stories. If you had made it, I’d kiss you and tell you how wonderful things will be. If there were no “if”s, I’d be feeling better today.