Maybe if I was absolutely certain that you felt the same way I did

Maybe if I could give you the butterflies that you give me when you walk into a room

Or if you looked at me the way I looked at you

Maybe if you felt like you were on cloud nine whenever I said your name

Or would do anything to spend every second of your day with me

Then maybe I would have kissed you on that crisp September day

When our hands were so close that they may as well have been touching

And my heart was beating in my throat

But the maybes may have messed with me

And instead I just smiled and stared in awe

The same way I always do

Hoping that one day

Maybe you'll have a little more courage than me

The End

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