Not One (back) Drop

I believe there was never
no giving up.
Loving from memory,
while all I could do is to
love in return (back)
from afar. No simple
task, a drop in that
background well.

A short meet
Cordial greet
Somewhat sweet
and
then
she
dropped. . .

No signs
No omens
Not even a footprint.

I've heard
(the) whispers
the rumors
but then, I above all
should know better.

I can still
Feel

and she
is
OK.

We will
touch
anew.

She knows
and I
do
to
too.

Not one Drop
in the well,
right?