What Could We Have Been

Sometimes at night I think about us. What could've been if we played our cards right Communicated more and cared more. Loved more? Could we have been something great? A house with kids and a white picket fence? What if? I love you. But I can't be with you. For my love might be the very thing to kill us. I don't want to hurt you. But I still think. What could've happened if we tried harder? What could we have been?