I put my hand on her arm and smile,

With apology in my eyes.

We share a hug for a while,

But there’s no feeling there.

I cannot see into her mind,

So I cannot tell if she sees.

The true intentions I hide behind,

Every time I grab her sleeve.

I wonder if she notices,

Or even looks beyond my face.

If only she’d turn her focuses,

She’d see the girl for whom I play.

I only make flirtatious motions,

When I can turn the corner of my eye.

And make out my true emotion’s

Target, the one on which my heart relies.

I do not want to hurt the girl,

That I love to laugh and giggle with.

But ‘tis too tempting to try and hurl

Our affections in front of another.

To try and push out into light,

Jealousies she won’t admit to.

To try and give her such a slight,

That she will come back to me.

And yet I know, that this won’t end,

The way I wish it to.

I am aware that I will offend,

Those I am close to. But-

I put my hand on her arm and smile,

With apology in my eyes.

Hoping to make up spite with guile,

And transfer pained affections.