Enticing Feelings.

Peace within my soul, however.
What if, we became what we truly intended to become.
If we were always meant to be the ones that smiled at each other and everyone wondered.
Wondered if beneath our eyes we had a love that swallowed the earth whole.
But in the truth we held each other over the simplicity of just the fact we could.
That no feelings remained on the surface.
And we just lived on as ourselves.
Holding each other up by our hands.
With not a love that we could not live without one another.
But by the support we gave and the words that were conditionally unsaid.
That we never needed anything but the smiles and the bashful plays.
We lived as we are.
Not the lovers with the title that holds up down.
But the ones that could always remain so wonderfully peaceful as the friends that went beyond the normal boundaries of what reality said so true.