Between Us

From love to hate, in the numbness of the senses,

I think of you, yet think of nothing.

From clarity to chaos, in a burst of ecstasy,

I dream of you, yet dream of nothing.

From happiness to despair, in the whirlwind of logic,

I want you, yet want nothing.

From you to me, in the abyss of lost understanding,

Thought is chaotic, persistent.

From me to you, in deep silence,

My dream is real, yet avoided.

From us to us, in hidden glances.

My desire is restrained, laborious