"A simple Hello
can lead to many things."
You stated
with no explanation
Though I never needed one
"Hello, then."
I greeted you
in my shy manner
Even if it was a little too late
You tossed your head back
and the ends of your hair overlapped
as the corners of my lips tugged
Etched into rosy cheeks
But my grin soon faded
As the silence took up more room
The afternoons started to feel longer
Still undecided
if it was the fault of daylight savings
And I whispered
Almost afraid
A question still left unanswered
"Then what can a simple Goodbye
possibly lead to?"
YOU ARE READING
The Middle
Poetry"There's a fine line between the beginning and the end, and we were simply caught in the middle."
