Rain falls ******* the window
producing a distinctive little sound as it hits.
No stars to wonder upon to.
No moon to brighten this night.
Just the dull gray of clouds crying out their pains and worries.
I wish I could do the same.

Truth is I can't cry for you,
for to me this is not over.
Has it even started yet?

Titles were asigned; "boyfriend" and "girlfriend".
Did we ever get to that point?
Sure, it was nice, but, somehow, it wasn't as real as I wanted it to be.
No contact.
No actual dates.
No first kiss.

Now, don't get me wrong.
I do cherish all the moments we spent together.
I really did, and still do love you,
but I want this to be more than a so called reality.
There's still a long road for us to walk.

Is there really no chance for a new begining?
No chance for reality?
I only need our first kiss,
even if it's our last.