Single Word

I lost the track of time
Somewhere I lost myself
Everything seems what it is not
I want to believe but cannot

You are everywhere I go and you look like Spring
But deep in inside it looks very Winter to me
I cannot ask for what you do not have
I cannot have what you cannot give

Maybe, just maybe,
We are both lost and stuck in something we try to fix
But is not worth it.
And maybe, just maybe,
We are not the ones who need to be fixed
Maybe “we” is just a “you and I”
That should never have become a single word.