A Roadtrip In Mind

Ochenta y Seis

Headache

So assuming of me to think that
What you did was out of love.
Your abrupt and brief attention
Made me conclude that it was an affection.
The way you turn your gaze to me,
How you focus your dark yet cheerful eyes on me,
Is very alarming to see.
It did not last for a long time,
Our moment that is somewhat out of my borderline,
Yet it left a big mark of disturbance
Which is an effect of my pursuance.
It was only I who thought
Or perhaps hoped
That you treated me like it,
Like I have never been happily played with,
Because you look at me
The same way you look at "she"
Whom you admire for I do not know how long and how much.
I'm sorry, for thinking such...
I will do my best to let go of the idea
That I was the reason in one of your "every smile"
Although I cannot commit to letting go of my feelings
Toward you- even though I am aware of my dealings
To myself in thoughts of love and commitment.
And because I am unsure of your intent
During the time we met
I cannot just let
My feelings be stuck in the darkness
Therefore I will have to sort out my emotions with this kind of business.
I am certainly unsure but I like you?