Every time I think about

What I would want

In a relationship,

Or imagine what

I’d like to happen…

It leads to you.

It leads to me

Imaging you kissing me,

In my arms.

Your hand in mine

Painting each others nails.

Your love for me…

I can’t tell what it was to you

We never became a thing

And that’s okay

My heart wants you

But my brain tells me

Give

It

Up.