We Never Said

We never said the famed three words,

But we felt it flooding both our hearts.

It kept pushing our lives together,

Though so we’re so far apart—

In thinking, in feeling, and in priorities.

It made us think of what-maybes

And dwell on the things

That will never be.

Months went by, we’re still together;

Silent, but for the occasional whispers—

Not of love, but of things which meant nothing

But made us talk until September.

And so the silent passion grew.

The arguments continued and pursued,

Pointless and endless

But valued true.

And then dawn came, quite suddenly,

Ending the equanimity of everything.

The distance that was once ignored,

Is now a gaping hole—

A river that cannot be bridged by simple ‘hi-hello’;

Because I saw you with another girl

Quite cozy and fine, and you’re all alone.

I felt faint—how dare you.

Thankfully, fate interfered and made a way,

For me to be far away from you.

Untouched by your silent pleas—

And tricky promises of ever-afters,

That I almost believed—what a shame.

To think that I almost said the famed three words.

I shudder now; and very thankful

That they were never said.