Maybe
I love the way we smiled
endlessly
while talking.
I could hear you,
but I never listened.
A song played in my head.
Over and over again.
I could hear you,
but all I was thinking is
"Why dont you feel the same way as I do?"
Or maybe you do.
Maybe you're just afraid to say it.
Maybe you're afraid I'll reject you.
But maybe,
You don't.
Copyright © Sofia Shteyngolts | Year Posted 2011
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