Unspoken Poetry

Mi amor desconocido

maybe it's a bit insane

that you still occupy my brain

when we were never

together

to begin with

and maybe it's the smell of rain

that takes me back to that night

when you held me closer than anyone's

ever been

and I wonder how long it'll take

for me to stop believing in fate

because I still feel like

we'll meet again someday

and I know it's been months

and we've only spoken once

or twice since we last saw each other

but sometimes I still wonder

if you meant what you said last time

and now I'll tell you I miss you

and you'll act like you don't care

but I know that deep down

you wish I was still there