Who Am I to You?

came in on a thursday...

with a flower in her hair

underneath that same

northern sky,

our love was once declared

just like jasmine and honey

in an old thrift store market

cautiously testing the waters

too hot for your tongue.

tell me who

who am i to you?

tell me who

who am i to you?

we've been stuck there,

in limbo.

and often lay down for the day

we've talked it over and over,

seems theres nothing left to say.

there are things left unspoken,

because we know them in our hearts

i still wanna hear it

wanna hear you say it

far too far apart.

tell me who

who am I to you?

tell me who,

am I to you?

Just like an old dream fading

a story with no end.

Or three paths waiting,

a stroke of inkless pen.

theres a space reserved in this heart for you

my friend,

when this is all behind us.

tell me who

am i to you?

tell me who

am i to you?

tell me who

am i to you?

you left there on a tuesday...

and...

with a tangle in your hair,

and a promise in your eyes.

just like the compromise,

our truth or dare.