Stuck between giving everything and nothing at all;
between leaving yourself in cold and giving them warmth,
between texting abrupt goodbyes or making a hello on the call;
between loving truly, ferociously; even when it’s not meant to last,
between staying ahead and lying around in the past –
I wonder If I’d ever find an expansion of grey between my black and your white,
but between this search of yet another left and right,
I’d give you all I could, all that I can.