Him: are we best friends now?
Her: sure.
Him: so does that mean that we can’t acknowledge our past?
Her: of course we can.
Him: but then, what do we call this?
Her: we don’t know what to call this, because the world hasn’t caught up-to us. When you fall in love with the person and the state of being then you don’t need anything to define it.
It becomes a stage where you surpass the titles of best friends and soulmates
And just be
Because it’s hard to imagine your world without that being
Because it’s not your world anymore
Him: I don’t get it !
Her: to be honest, neither do I. But I feel like that’s not the point.
Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 4:21 PM UTC
Him: are we best friends now?
Her: sure.
Him: so does that mean that we can’t acknowledge our past?
Her: of course we can.
Him: but then, what do we call this?
Her: we don’t know what to call this, because the world hasn’t caught up-to us. When you fall in love with the person and the state of being then you don’t need anything to define it.
It becomes a stage where you surpass the titles of best friends and soulmates
And just be
Because it’s hard to imagine your world without that being
Because it’s not your world anymore
Him: I don’t get it !
Her: to be honest, neither do I. But I feel like that’s not the point.
Not a poem, just trying to find may way out through words
