During the day
We share laughs
And smiles, make fun of
Each other and joke
About.
But there is always
An air of
Awkwardness
An air of something
That doesn't quite seem
Right.
I start to wonder
On these days
Did I fall in love with you?
Or just the idea of
You?
And I question my
Choices.
And then school
Ends, and with shy
Smiles we wave
Goodbye.
As day turns to
Night, we text,
About simple
Mundane things.
And again I wonder
Is this love really
True and
Special? Or is it
Just an idea, a wish
A whim?
As it gets later
We text each
Other, getting deeper
And more
Vulnerable as we
Go.
And there, in the dim
Light given off by my
Phone, there in the dark
Room, silent except for the
Clock and my fingers on the
Screen, there is when I remember
Why I first fell in love with
You.
~june 2018
