A Thought

by: Nehemiah L. Hemingway

Before I knew your name, and before you knew mine, too;
You looked at me and smiled, and I smiled back at you.

I didn’t know why, but the feeling was so strong.
I’ve never felt that way before; so I thought it may be wrong.

One day, I also thought, “Not long have I known you, so why does it seem
That every night that I’ve slept it was you in my dreams?
Where will I end up if I let you inside?
How much pain will I feel if I tell you goodbye?”

So, I let down my walls and opened locked doors.
The moment you entered, I knew it was meant to be for sure.

So now, why do I want you out? Why do I push you away?
The problem: not for you to solve. The answer: not for you to say.

Am I running from a friend or this person that’s in my heart?
I must admit, there has been some confusion from the start.

But I have to make a decision, which will affect us both in the end.
Not easy saying goodbye to one you love, or a dearest friend.

If I do choose to leave, there is one thing I’ll take with me;
That amazing smile that you gave before we had a history.