Probably friends, possibly lovers but definitely not, nothing.

A poem by Whitney Hanson. The first poem that made me sobbing.

Probably friends, possibly lovers but definitely not, nothing
Those were the three thoughts in my mind
The first time your path crossed mine
When I saw those eyes again after several years

Then I learned your stories,
realized how easily you could write a smile across my serious disposition
I started practising, learning you, thinking about you a little too much in my spare time

The three thoughts changed,

Probably lovers possibly friends but definitely not, nothing
Then things started to change
I realized the love only went one way
I started anticipating the feeling of you pulling away
Your sentences became shorter as my grip became stronger
On a love that was falling through my fingertips,
You took my smile as easily as you had given in

The three thoughts chimed one more time

Probably nothing, possibly friends, but definitely not lovers