Our Great Perhaps

It wasn’t love.
Dear God, I know it wasn’t love.

It wasn’t love, but it wasn’t nothing either.

And perhaps,
it was just stolen glances in long corridors,
or laughing a little too much at each other’s jokes.

Perhaps,
it was just feeling giddy
at touching knees and pausing before breathing their name.

Well, perhaps;
it was just painting smiles on your faces,
whenever you hear their name.

“And I know it wasn’t love” I said.

But it could have been.

I’m sure, in another time, or in another place.

It could have been.

-K.S.

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