Words of a Discouraged Heart

Do not cross the line

A mere pleasantries were just the first. A night of distress that really mean less. Desperate as you may call it but it had happened. Acquaintance that became friends. It was a harmless beginning really. It was not even a relationship that you can call. Hot and cold that was the impression. One spark that led to another to a magical world called trust.  We only had each other. The laughters, the tears, the fights we shared it was all sweet. Days had passed until we never grew tired and become so inseperable. A promise to be at each other's side no matter what and above all a love that's everlasting. It was fun and it brings warmth inside ones heart that each could be one's strength and reason to smile. A friendship that could last an eternity and lifetime. A perfect story of friendship that could once be written along with the moon and stars. Ideal right? Until it crosses the line which made it so complicated. One confessed the other affirmed or just thought so. It was a misunderstanding . Since a promise was kept what they had was continued like a prelude. Like nothing really happened. Then again another phase strikes. This time one thought there in unison for everthing was sweet and mushy. Once more another misunderstanding but with a conviction this time different from the first one. Pain strikes like its just the first time. Tears just come rushing in.  A story that was written but could not be published nor finished. A never love story. A never reciprocated kind of feelings. What will happen who knows? It never gets to be finished nor was started. An us that was never was.