This is NOT a love story

We were neighbors

School mates in our younger years

I’ve had been one of the boys

A cousin of yours and your best friend once dated me

I had seen into your eyes

That you wanted me too

You’d just didn’t said a word.

 

Four years had passed

You confessed your feelings

And said “I love you”

The morning came

You were gone

Without saying a word.

 

I’ve moved on

You’d moved on

Then we meet again

We reconnect

We shared intimate moments

Me, as a single

You, as a married man

Before the night had ended

Without saying a word

I’m gone.

 

I’ve moved on

You’d moved on

Then we meet again

You, as a divorcee

Me, as a married woman

Without saying a word

We were just neighbors.