Can it be…me? The fact that I hold, Such high expectancy, Of how I think we should be, Just you and I… I wonder to myself whether, My conclusion was an untruth, Perhaps just a reaction to the raging hormones, Of my youth… And that maybe my feelings ‘justified’ Was just me as I lied, To you….to myself. Where do they run to? Do they just subside? Or are they hidden, Afraid of hearing that forbidden Rejection. And leaving them once again, Longing for that affection, Or maybe longing, To be pointed in another direction. Can it be…you? The fact that you still don’t see, The value, Of what I’m worth, The gifting placed within me, Even before my birth. Perhaps you are just taken by a certain kind, Which is understandable, But how about we rewind time, To when we connected, And our personalities and spirits, Positively affected one another. When did those times finish? Or did those shared feelings just diminish. Can it be…us? The fact that we would dispute, At one point it was cute. Because it would end, With an ‘I still love you’ Then we would fuss, Because you were so friendly, And I would become jealous… Can’t we just override, And put those things aside? And bring to the surface, What I know I just can’t hide. Anymore… Can we…… just be?