Maybe we had love wrong

Maybe just a little.

It’s not the heart pounding

Butterflies in your stomach

Feeling that we had when we met

The anticipation of your lips on mine

For the first time

Maybe it’s not the hand holding

The dates and dances

Jumping in puddles in the rain

The feeling of you on me and me on you

Maybe it’s made up of these moments

Where we just exist together

The two of us

In the mist looking out on life

Separate yet whole

United against nothing, just comfortable

Happy to be ourselves.

Maybe we got love right in the long run.