I always wanted to believe it to be true,
That in the end, maybe it would end up being me and you.
But maybe I not to accept the reality that it is not,
And that I fell for you hard, but you had feelings that were never caught.
I hate to admit it, but maybe I waited too long,
And maybe it was something that I had known all along.
That maybe you were interested, but I wasted my chance,
All because I couldn't figure out what you wanted, and I never truly knew your stance.
On me, and possibly trying to see where this would all go,
And I let my insecurities get the best of me, and I guess now neither of us will every truly know.
What could have happened if one of us had the courage to say something first,
Because getting rejected would hurt, but not knowing the truth is what hurts the worst.
Call me crazy, but I think at one point, I may have had you,
But now I guess I will never know whether or not that is true.
Maybe you were interested, but she got to you before I could,
And you said all of the correct words, but I never would.
Deep down, I knew you were too shy,
And with every day that passed, was another day that I was losing about giving you and I a try.
Maybe it is meant to be you and I, and maybe one day it can be you and me,
But I have been down this road before, and I don't have it in me to wait around and see.
- Author: 13LaurenD ( Offline)
- Published: August 22nd, 2024 14:51
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments2
Doubts, hesitations, wondering nicely expressed in this poem
Thank you!
We feel the hurt . Your words are well chosen . Every human being can relate to the helplessness of rejection and the 'maybes' involved.
Thank you so much! I'm glad people can relate
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