What're We Then?

We can't be friends

we can’t be lovers

we can't be together 

and we can't be strangers . . .

What're we then? 

If I learn to love you less,

             will you love me more?

It kills me that you chose him . . .

Why go back to what shrunk your soul?

Is he really so great? Is he that much better than me? Is what you two have together that much more special than what we have? . . .

I can’t live without you here. And you are so far away from me now. 

I thought we were soul tied. I thought we were destined to share our lives . . .

Does he love you more than I do?

Do you really love him more than you love me?

Do you want to spend fifty more years with him?

Do you see more potential in you and him 

                            then you did for you and I?

It kills me to think of your answer . . .

What can he do that I can’t?

I can learn how to use tools. I can learn how to fix things. I can make more money. I can buy us a home some day. I can learn some shit about cars. I can make us dinner. I can hang the curtains. I can love you more. I can. And I can learn to love you less . . .

What does he do for you that I don’t?

I don’t know much about love

But I do know

We can't be friends

We can’t be lovers

We can't be together 

And we can't be strangers 

What're we then? 

If I learn to love you less

will you love me more?

CH 1/21/26