You and me,
we have a past.
We have a history.
Never together;
almost, but not quite.
We were strangers.
We were friends.
We fell for each other.
But we couldn’t be together.
We both knew that.
We had history with others;
we just couldn’t let go.
We fell apart;
so close to love,
yet so far gone.
It dissolved.
But things change.
We’re friends again.
Really good ones at that.
Closer than before.
And that’s all we’ll be;
Just friends;
For now that is.
- kmh