Dangerous Game

He reciprocates the vibe But he shouldn’t, They tell me, If he’s not serious. They tell me this softly, In confidence as they smile. I return it sadly, With the thought that they’re right. I know he reciprocates, He’s said so himself. But they don’t know That I know. They don’t know what we’ve done. He’s not serious, Because he’s said it before. ‘You should be single’, ‘We shouldn’t date’, Passing comments That stay in my head. Everyone’s caught on, But I play it off cool, Knowing he’ll kiss me But do nothing more. It saddens me then To know I’m not enough. But rather be told Than chasing him down. He’s feelings are elsewhere, So why should I care? We’re playing a dangerous game And getting caught Is where I draw the line.