Maybe I Did Miss You

"Why? Did you miss me?"

He asks,

And I can see it in his smirk

He's joking, yet not really joking.

He longs to know 

If his natural charm still works

I roll my eyes 

In casual boredom,

Fake annoyance at his arrogance. 

But his words ring in my head

Because he's right 

And it is taunting my subconscious 

I have missed him.

Missed him like a drowning man

Would miss breathing

But I don't have the courage

In the moment

To confess him my reasons.

Not now;

Not in front of our friends

Friend's who see but cannot see 

The deeper meaning

Behind the shy smiles

And twisting tentative tease.

So instead I wait

Until we are in his car later.

He pulls to a stop at my cue,

"Maybe."

I smirk, leaning back inside the door.

He looks at me then, confused,

"Just maybe I did miss you."

Author's Note

For the boy that I really did miss

Reviews

[SquinklaPsyOps]

I like the structure of your poetic composition... and the message.