Somewhere in Between
You tell me that you
spent the whole of yesterday
watching it rain.
How the water sled
from the trees,
the leaves talking
in a language you didn’t understand.
In my mind,
I go back to the places
where we met.
How it never registered to us,
that these moments
were soon to become history.
How we took daylight for granted,
and slept knowing
we would meet again.
How do I tell you that I loved you
without sounding lovelorn?
We went from sweet nothings
to nothing,
and I don’t know why
I expected something.
Not love,
But somewhere in between.
Not friends,
but acquaintances with a past.
I guess this is just another way of saying,
I don’t know what happened.
But maybe I am asking the wrong person,
Because I’ve started realizing that
maybe,
you don’t know either.