The three thoughts

Maybe we were friends.

Maybe I was in love.

But never ,never could it be

that we were nothing.

These was the three thought was in my mind 

the first time your path crossed mine 

The first time your eyes

opened up a world

that didn’t belong to me

but felt like it could.

Then I found out your favorite colors,

how easily you could lift

the weight my smile across the serious disposition 

how your presence can made even silence feel like a song.

I kept trying to understand you

really see you and in every quiet moment,

I found you in my thoughts.

Those three thoughts shifted:

Maybe it was love.

Maybe we were more than friends.

But never—never could we be

nothing at all.

And yet, something started to fade.

A slow, soft ache

settled in my chest,

whispering that this love

was always a dream

I held too tightly.

I waited for the quiet goodbye,

the day you'd softly

walk your own path.

And when you did,

my love dissolved

into the silence

I never knew I was carrying.

You took my smile with you—

the same one

you once gave me

without even trying.

And now, those three thoughts

have changed for the last time:

Maybe there was nothing.

Maybe we were only ever meant

to be almost.

And love?

Love is just a story now—

one I still tell myself

when it gets too quiet.       

                       Aahann......