I left your apartment at half past two

The streetlights blurred in the morning dew

You texted "miss you already" before I reached my car

I didn't know what to say, so I just sent a heart

And it's not that I don't care

It's just that I don't feel everything I should

'Cause loving you is gray

Not the crushing black of heartbreak

Not the blinding white of certainty

Just this hazy in-between

Where I can't tell if I'm drowning or breathing

This middle gray you leave me in

My roommate asks if we're getting serious

I just shrug and change the subject

'Cause how do I explain that when you hold me

I feel safe but not excited

Comfortable but somehow not quite right

Sometimes I stay up wondering

If I'm settling or growing

If this quiet kind of love

Is all that I deserve

Or maybe this is what adults mean

When they say that love's not like the movies

And it's not that I don't care

It's just that I don't feel everything I should

'Cause loving you is gray

Not the crushing black of heartbreak

Not the blinding white of certainty

Just this hazy in-between

Where I can't tell if I'm drowning or breathing

This middle gray you leave me in

So I'll sit here in this gray

Not happy, not sad, just okay

And maybe that's enough today