Literature
Thinking of You
I have to wonder; why am I thinking of you so much lately? Even as I ask that question I know the answer.
You gave me back my hope.
What exactly caused it to return? Was it when you said
"You're jealous, aren't you?"
- with a smile that made it seem like you knew everything, even the one secret I've kept so carefully hidden?
Or maybe it was those teasing eyes of yours. I'm still so marveled by their remarkable beauty that I stare at them longer than I should, and this time, it felt like you gazed back.
Regardless of the reason, you pushed me off a cliff I was climbing up, just when I was nearing the summit.
Perhaps this time, I