The Thought Of Falling In Love Poem by Pamela Bianca Mas

Maybe it's when you introduced yourself
After my class and before yours
Maybe it's when I shook your hands
Before rushing out the room
Maybe it's the split-second glances
As we walk pass each other
No words, no greetings, no nothing
But enough to make my day.

Maybe it's seeing you in the gym
Wearing your volleyball jersey
Maybe it's you playing referee
And giving wrong calls
Maybe it's you not remembering
The girl in the bleachers
Who was watching not just the game
But most of the time you.

Maybe it's your glasses
Maybe it's your braces
Maybe it's your dull, grey backpack
Maybe I won't run out of maybe's
I never want to be sure
I barely know you but I really like you
I wish I'm in love with only the thought
Of falling in love with you.