Although there was never truly
an 'us' to begin with
it felt like there was a you and me
between the endless enchos of laughter
and the infinite words spoken
straight from the heart.
I thought there was from
the passion in your eyes as you looked
into the passion in mine,
as we looked endlessly ahead towards
the world, with
frequent subtle caught glances.
But maybe in the end there was
never really an us to begin with,
and all of this, was simply in my head
but if, and only if, somewhere in between
you told yourself there was a you and me
then i souly hope, someday soon
we can begin again,
but this time, with an us.
YOU ARE READING
A Collection Of Poems
Poetry“wordѕ тнaт over тιмe, нave вυιlт тнeιr ѕelveѕ ιnтo ѕтorιeѕ тнaт evιdenтly мean мore тнan тнey ѕнoυld"
