No strings attached,
No labels to tag,
No name to a relationship,
Only a fine line to be drawn.
Some relationships are nameless,
Some people are worthy,
Some are classified,
Some cannot be rectified,
In pursuance of wanting to belong.
Yet the dawn sets a new beginning.
Just about time everything else gets detached.
Wanting to belong,
Yet still in the midst of if and but.
With a vacuum left,
To be filled,
Everything else gets diluted.
No more if or but,
But only an emotional attach,
For everything sums up to only just a word...
"Maybe"..

- Gracefulness Rymmai