Probably friends, possibly lovers but definitely not nothing Those were the three thoughts in my mind The first time your path crossed mine When I saw those eyes again after several years
Then I learned your stories, realized how easily you could write a smile across my serious disposition I started practising, learning you, thinking about you a little too much in my spare time
The three thoughts changed,
Probably lovers possibly friends but definitely not nothing Then things started to change I realized the love only went one way I started anticipating the feeling of you pulling away Your sentences became shorter as my grip became stronger On a love that was falling through my fingertips, You took my smile as easily as you had given in
The three thoughts chimed one more time
Probably nothing, possibly friends, but definitely not lovers
"Probably friends, possibly lovers but definitely not nothing", a poem by Whitney Hanson [x]
