Grey Matter

Its not love, its not being friends
Then what is it? Cuz Its familiar
A broken cause makes sense
Yet seems so perfect at times

Even for a while though its near the end..

Sure, its a possible affair
Lasting or not is simply unarguable
Ups and downs that make it hell

The warmth of caresses, heart jump starts..

To be or just take a step back
Won't stand a chance in the darkness
A familiar face a familiar fear

Its not love or maybe it is ?

For every right reason its not black
For every wrong its not white
I'm stuck in a middle no way out
Leave it at that, its grey ...