i still
love you but it's a different love
it's a love of what could have been
what never was
yet,
it's a comfortable love.
i am not afraid anymore of the big words in my head,
nor of the small words from your mouth
because i know this is our way of being, and it's enough
coexistance scared me as much as kissing did
i wanted you closer without taking off the costume
i wanted to stay an illusion
i shouldn't have expected you to become real
i still love you, and it's okay this
way
