We stayed at the rooftop that night. Watching the cars come and go, the people crossing the road.
Silence filled in the gaps we never could and it was alright, we were alright.
We were quite a long way from home
and you were homesick because I could not provide you a home anymore. I thought we were still alright.
It's not that I didn't notice you were slipping away. I did, I did.
But I just thought we were almost perfect,
then I realized I was the one who loved more.