Abstraction

It's not about you or him or her

Or anyone from the past

It's not about what I've ever felt

Or which one I've let go

It's not about how I act and the meaning it seems

But the way I feel and the unspoken words

And how you cannot read my mind

And how I hardly show you, I do

It's about you and me

And the present between us and a single glance of the future