This Isn't A Love Story

We sat in silence in your mom’s van.

I tried my hardest not to let the tears roll down my cheek, but I failed. I didn’t want to show you anymore weakness or vulnerability, but I failed.

I stared down at my feet and said 
“Well I guess you got to go.”

You were staring at me but I couldn’t dare to look at you.

I opened the van door and you said “Wait”

I looked back at you and you pulled me in for a kiss. You didn’t care that my nose was running all over your mouth. You didn’t let go.

You whispered in my ear “I love you a lot as a friend, as a lover, as whatever you want. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

You kissed me one more time and I finally left the van, Wondering when I would finally leave you.