What is happening between us?
What happened to you? And what to me then?
You might make me want nothing or nobody.
I’m not sure about it.
I’ve told many people that I just want to get out of the working place as soon as possible every day. I don’t want any more.
But few believe it.
What are you thinking about?
You stopped. I stopped. Then we stopped.
You didn’t talk. I didn’t talk. Then we had no talk.
Neither would break the ice.
After that, we are done?
We both thought a lot, but talked less.
Close distance didn’t mean close feelings.
You closed the door on me. I felt black.