Timing

I leaned my head back,

I looked at your lips.

Unsure what I want – 

Perhaps just a kiss?


Maybe your eyes

Were telling the truth

That way deep inside,

You wanted it, too.


Despite, there we stayed

With nothing to say

An empty I can’t,

But thinking Please Stay.


If only we knew

What life had in store,

Then maybe we’d lean

Just a little bit more.


I reached out my hand,

But it was too late.

This wasn’t a night out

It wasn’t a date.


Perhaps it was timing

That wasn’t our friend. 

Perhaps it was that distance 

That forced our end.

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