Maybe tomorrow.

Maybe tomorrow, or an other day, who knows?!
Maybe there's no way for it.
Maybe, just maybe, I just have to let it pass, but if there's a way to do it, I'll wait until it comes, and maybe that will be the perfect time.
Begin to feel something, but not all the time, "I like the feeling", but must of the time there's nothing between us, there's not a feeling, there's not a word, there's just silence.
Maybe tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, or maybe just some other day, but maybe today is the day, and I'll be there.
Just to be clear I'm not waiting for anything.
I just, maybe, feel something, and you are right there staring at me, and then it's me staring at you,
but we just got apart and walk away, we just stop looking at each other.
Maybe tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, you'll be here holding my hand while we are siting beside each other as we always do.
Maybe tomorrow, or some other day, we'll stop talking about our jobs, our superficial lifes, and I'll know what your feelings are, and you'll know mines.
Maybe tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, or maybe just some other day, maybe there's no way for us, maybe, just maybe, i just have to let it pass.
BUT if there's a way to do it, I'll wait until it comes, and maybe that will be the perfect time.