There are so many ways to love you.
In your steps, in your smile, in your wave, in your hello,
in moments of shifty eyes and blushing cheeks
in the way you try to wink when you’re playful
in the certain resignation of your sigh
in your simple joy of knowing someone in a room of half-strangers.
There are so many ways to ignore you.
When I realize my heart makes so much noise
that it comes out of my mouth and it’s
mumbling and trying to be coherent
but your eyes are so blue
they’re so blue.
There are so many ways to be hurt by you.
When you leave sooner than I do
and go on to be all you’ve ever dreamed
and I’m here wondering, trying to forget
the careful hold of your embrace
and the moments I almost had you.