Maybe.

Maybe when I see you, you’ll say Hi,

just two letters, not that hard.

Maybe you’ll smile, that cute smile of yours

that makes my heart beat faster.

Maybe you’ll brush past me, our bodies touching

“accidentally”.

Maybe your hand will touch mine,

fleetingly.

Maybe you’ll ask me what I’m doing Saturday,

ask me out.

Maybe when we’re out you’ll hold my hand.

Maybe you’ll kiss me, as you do in my dreams every night.

Unlikely, but maybe…

Thanks to my mum for the “dreams” line.