Curious

I know it's risky

After all, I was the "turner-down"

But, if nothing's changed

I shouldn't be scared

Terrified, frightened beyond all belief

Beneath the smiles and chuckles

I'm shaking

Under the steadiness I feign so well

Because, waht if something DID change?

What if I'm just too late?

What if this one, tardy emotion condemns me to expulsion

From your heart

From your respect

From your embrace?

Could I live with that?

On the other hand

Could I live with not knowing what could be?

Could I live with all these "what ifs?"

Could I live without the heartbreak

But with the curiosity?