Love for a Stranger
The Tragedy of Maybe
Maybe it was the chaos
That made my heart know
Maybe it was the darkness
That perched in my soul
Maybe it was the silence
That fell upon him
Despite the loud atmosphere
The calm came in
Maybe it was the first touch
the handshake…hello
In retrospect, so simple
Unnoticed…then woe…
Maybe it was happenstance
The shielded heart said
A stranger, impossible
My mind filled with dread
Maybe I am just lonely
But the darkness knew
This was electricity
Intuition grew
Maybe a simple embrace
What harm can that do?
Enter with extreme caution?
Impossible too
Maybe lightning can strike twice
And thrice? Here we go…
Addiction for a person
Find the brakes...Oh no…
Maybe that which would follow
A shameful display
Was the reason I would find
My heart hadn’t decayed
Maybe in unspoken words
Conclusion found true
The way he held me tighter
He needed it too
Maybe only a friendship
A fancy, a dance
Desires for a bit more
Jealousy, a trance
Maybe the unrequited
Allowed space to grow
One-sided conversations
Loss of the ego
Maybe it's what I needed
To find me again
A terribly broken heart
Found a way to mend
Maybe in walking away
Difficult, I knew
I would see things as they were
Convoluted truths
Maybe it was beautiful
Or out of despair
Fate granted a reminder
A reason to care
Maybe love for a stranger
Silly it may be
Was what I needed to find
A way to love me
To the man I found love for
and release with ease,
Thank you, my dearest stranger,
for all the maybes…
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