it wasn't the time or date,
maybe it wasn't him or her,
it wasn't his eyebrows or his nose,
it wasn't the smell of his aftershave,
it wasn't the way he talked or he walked,
it wasn't the way he slouched so slightly when he walked,
it wasn't the way you always felt so slightly uneasy with his presence
it wasn;t that he liked you but not you towards him and you liked him but not him towards you



it was just that

you didn't want to be alone.