I realised as i sat and smoked the bong she was using.

"Maybe we're too young
or too obsessed
or not obsessed enough
Maybe we're just
faulted to be apart,
subjected to eachothers
absence through string theory
but i think it's
just the fact that
we met too soon,
too young, feel in
love too fast, to quickly
without bothering to
offer eachother  
a hit "
 
she said as she packed weed
inside her cone piece
 
I watched her
light it and
take the deepest
hit i have ever
had the privilege
to witness
a girl take.
 
"Maybe. If
thats the case,
should i pay  
for you ticket back then?"
I said, doubting  
even the words i said were true.
 
"Why did you even think
i came in the first place?
It's better to live
a life of fuck its  
then what ifs.
I'd rather know
that this was faulted
to happen then
wonder if this
was the best
thing i had."
 
Then she drew herself closer,
and pulled the smoke into my mouth.
 
I didnt know what i should
of expected really,
as i undressed her  
and as she
undressed me.
 
We stood there,
and smiled.
 
She put her underwear
back on, and laid next to me.
We slept, and she left
in the morning,
as i realised
i subjected her
to the biggest what
if i could have
possibly given.