Never a Moment
We’re always together,talking, smiling,
laughing together,
with him, with her.
She leaves, he leaves,
more appear.
More to converse with,
more to be crazy with,
more to share with,
more to close in the empty gap of shyness between us.
They try.
But the only thing they do is make the gap wider.
Stronger, but softer.
There is never a moment when we’re alone.
There are so many things I want to tell you, only you.
Things I can’t say to other people.
Feelings, emotions, problems.
I could sit and stare into your eyes forever,
sit silently in your arms all day.
My words would touch your heart,
yours’ would touch mine.
No one there to laugh,
to shout, to interrupt.
But there’s never a moment between just the two of us.
You would carry my soul,
just by being there with me.
You always do,
but it’s not the same.
There are people.
People playing,
people laughing, crying, screaming.
It’s hard,
being with you and with them.
I can’t say what I want to say,
do what I want to do.
They’re there.
In the way,
as a wall.
A wall to keep us apart,
even though we’re still together.
It sometimes seams opposite.
I miss you,
in a sense.
I’m happy to always be with you,
but with everyone else,
this makes me sad.
There is never a moment, not one,
when we are alone, together,
reuniting with our silent words.
Refilling the gap,
the missing piece.
I like you,
I really, really like you,
afraid to use a stronger word,
though it could be true.
Full of power,
mixed emotions,
wonderful feelings,
I’m not sure what to think,
what to feel,
what to say.
I just sit,
alone,
awaiting the day.
A day like we’ve never had before.
A moment.
A moment with you.
A moment alone.
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