Gray Relationship

I decided to turn this stream of consciousness into a poem. I think it's better in this format, and also much more personal.  Here goes....

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You know, when you just feel that connexion with someone, before you even meet them.
You wait six months before you can have an actual conversation,
and when you do... it's like rocketfire, it clicks so easily.

But you feel like you're taking more than you're giving...
And then there comes a time when they need you, and you realise
just how much you've given.

Slowly time passes
and you're becoming closer without realising it.
Next thing you know, you're reading their body language so well that words get in the way.
The way they hold their shoulders or the tilt of their head tells you all you need to know,
And you respond,
Without thinking.
Because it's what they need.

You weave in and out of love and affection,
And it's a gray, nuanced kind of relationship.

But that's ok, as long as it's gray with a little bit of violet.