We didn't speak in words
nor in signs
we spoke in silence
with our eyes

that was a little more than love

But now you're sitting on the floor
besides a boy with
green eyes
(and surely they aren't mine,
I've never had green eyes)
talking to him about love
or lack of it

talking about how you miss
not me
but everything i gave you
you miss everything
i had to offer
and how
green
as good of a color may be
just can't replace brown

you spoke to him
while the song in the background
reminded you
a bit of us

the us that broke
when you got your tickets booked
and you cried all day all night
and that was the song
I'd sing to you
in my broken voice

and when you were interrupted
and asked
oh so you love the one with green eyes
you didn't say no
you didn't say yes
and he smirked

you are doing your best to dig
dig out something close to love from
places unfamiliar
places it will never come from

on that last call before you flew so far away
i asked you too
do you love....oh do you miss me.
you didn't say no
you didn't say yes

it really is horrible though
for you to be so confused
so soon
about my love
and your own
and something

**that was a little more than love