Maybe, Just Maybe. - Poem by Shannon Nicole
I told myself I wouldn’t fall in love again.
Well, I suppose I lied.
I feel like there’s no one else in the world,
And for one reason and one reason only,
I hate this feeling that I have.
I’ve been hurt one too many times to love again.
I don’t really trust my emotions.
Why should I start now?
I like him more and more,
And I can’t seem to stop thinking about him.
There’s ways to avoid this emotion,
But I seem to not want it to go away.
I smile when he looks my way or says my name,
My face heats up whenever he smiles at me.
If he knew how long I’ve liked him,
I think I’d have to die.
He might laugh at me,
And I’d feel completely embarrassed.
I’d blush and get mad,
Even if he thinks it’s cute,
I don’t really understand why he agreed to date me,
I wish he’d tell me why.
I don’t understand what he seems in me,
I’m not even pretty to top it all off.
I’m a klutz.
A bad influence.
Maybe there doesn’t have to be anything great about me,
Maybe he could like me for me.
Maybe I’m just thinking too much.
Maybe I should stop.
Maybe I should look away from this and breathe.
Maybe I should sleep this off and forget I said or thought any of this.
Maybe I should know my place,
And quit questioning.
Maybe I should love what I’ve got.
Maybe I should love who I have.
Maybe I should love him.
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