Did we even have a chance, really?
I didn't even get your number.
Maybe the thought of romance was silly;
Were we entranced by each other?
I have waited to see your face;
Yeah, you had a beautiful smile.
Yet we could give up any day,
With no patience to wait awhile.
In a way, I could still say what if we,
Fighting left instead of thinking right.
Still hoping for what might not be,
With a mixed or torn emotion inside.
I guess I want to know and discover,
Yet there's another I could like.
Maybe, I put myself through a struggle,
Wishing I could and thinking I might.
©2013 Poetic Justice