I could tell you everything
and it would be okay.
No worries, no regrets.
there wouldn't be that creeping awkwardness
that makes us shy.
we could sit next to each other
and not feel guilty of our roaming thoughts.
Or hands.
and it would feel like only you and me.
a tremendously textbook loneliness
that was flawless.
It would rain, lightning would light up the sky,
thunder would tremble our hearts.
and when all is done, there'd be no need for words.
Because you would just know.
if only