It's everything... and yet, nothing.
You talk every day, share laughs, moments, maybe even kisses
But there's no label.
No title. No security.
You're like a couple,
But not allowed to act like one.
"Where is this going?" is a forbidden question —
Too heavy, too clingy, too much.
Commitment feels like pressure,
And asking for clarity sounds like you're rushing things.
They crave your presence, your energy, your time-But not the responsibility that comes with it.
They want the perks of love, Without the promise of staying.
It's emotional limbo.
A heart half-held, never fully claimed.
You talk every day, share laughs, moments, maybe even kisses
But there's no label.
No title. No security.
You're like a couple,
But not allowed to act like one.
"Where is this going?" is a forbidden question —
Too heavy, too clingy, too much.
Commitment feels like pressure,
And asking for clarity sounds like you're rushing things.
They crave your presence, your energy, your time-But not the responsibility that comes with it.
They want the perks of love, Without the promise of staying.
It's emotional limbo.
A heart half-held, never fully claimed.