He wanted what she wanted but she didn’t know.
He, in frustration, kept his lips sealed so tightly that a stern face always seemed to appear whenever she said…
“What is us?”
His response was always a simple,
“What do you mean ‘us'?”
He questioned exactly what she meant and wanted to be sure that his thoughts were hers. When she would simply say something along the lines of…
“Nigga, you know exactly what I mean…”
She wanted what he wanted but he wasn’t sure.
She, in hesitation, kept her arms so firmly crossed that a heart beat always seemed to appear less in tune whenever he said…
“Uh, I don’t know.”
She questioned exactly what he meant and wanted to be sure that her thoughts were his. When he would simply say something along the lines of…
“We don't need definitions.”
They wanted what they wanted but neither were honest.
They, in fear, kept their hearts distant so far that a static tension always seemed to appear whenever they said…