Maybe

I once liked this guy

A tall, playful guy.

He did not know who I really was

Because all he knew was I am his friend's friend and my name

I invest him attentions

A snippet of his presence would complete my day

I would feel a connection

But that connection was too vague

Our eyes met

Our hearts didn't

The timing was fine

But us, two, weren't

Maybe we were

Maybe we're not

Who knew? When I never once made a step

When I wanted to commit

What if I was his business but I came too late?

Maybe God heard me but I'm to scared to play the game.

But what if I got the guts?

Would that make any difference?