In the Not Knowing

Comfortable in the not knowing

much about you.

Why’d you have to ruin it

find a way to bond with me

pull me in to your inner circle

with kind words and smiles?

Now I’m caught in your grasp,

have to attend all your bashes

laugh at your jokes

hold your hand when you crumble.

Of course, you do that for me too

so maybe I am just a fool

to forget the joy you’ve brought me.

A friend of a friend turned friend,

loyal until the very end

and I’m grateful in the not knowing

what would have been

if you hadn’t offered me a smile

that caused me to tumble for you.