Uncertain

I wish I could 

offer you more 

certain answers,
something more than
"It's complicated,"

but I'm not even sure myself 

where we are, 

if we've made the step 

out of this 

no-man's land 

that could go either way;

with one foot on each side 

I wonder 

where I'm going, 

if I'm leaving or coming 

to one or the other, 

if I'm making the right choice 

to leave this place of uncertainty. 

So please, 

let me stay by your side 

until we can decide, 

together, 

where to go next.

I offer no explanation about this one.