Suspension

I can no longer deny it;

the truth stares me in the face.

My feelings have returned,

though one can wonder if they even ever left.

When we met all those years ago,

it felt like there was this spark between us

that always kept us in limbo;

with one of us hesitating to make a move.

Have we lost our window? ...Was it even there to begin with?

The eternal optimist inside likes to believe so,

against all odds,

even when any grand gestures seem to go unnoticed.

Time and clarity both seem like

they aren’t on our side.

And I didn’t, and

won’t hold my breath for you.

But even if I did confess,

will it do anything?

Will I be the only one standing in

the ‘unrequited’ space of my own creation?

Always hesitant in leaping forward,

I never knew how to read your cues.

And instead, denial became my friend,

convincing me that there were no signs.

Because why would someone like you

fall for someone like me?

Your non-committal words builds castles in the air

and keeps us

suspended.