Every second I think of you
The way your eyes shine that bright green/blue
The way you held me just last night
Did you not see the clues so bright?
I tried to tell you again and again
But the words just never came
I wish I could tell you face to face
But were the clues as dull as rain?
When I finally decided to tell you to your face
I thought you would jump back and scream
But when I told you. You looked so calm
But the next thing I knew You said some words
Really, I tried to understand those words
But those words They baffled me
You said we would talk again that night
But I didn’t know if I could call
In the end I couldn’t call
And now I wonder what you meant
I was still there for a little while after I told you
But you never said a thing
You did tell her (my best friend) to move over
So you could sit next to me
I didn’t know what To make of that
Do you like me or do you not
Now I am here sitting writing this poem
Debating on calling or letting you call.
What should I do?
My mind says don’t push it
But my heart screams call.

 
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