Like the wind that blew,
You touched me and left.
But that’s okay. Change is inevitable
And persistence is a pain.
Consistency too, is not so great.
But I’m not complaining,
Nor am I disappointed, for all I wanted,
Was someone to confide in.
Someone who I know will always be there.
Someone, around whom I can be
Even when no words are exchanged.
Someone, with whom a comfortable silence settles.
Where all we need, is the knowledge.
The knowledge that we’d be there for each other.