Poetry

If I told you how I felt, 
would you run away
would you laugh with your friends
would you act this way

Would you wonder if I had
gotten the wrong guy
If that’s what you would’ve thought, 
would you turn your head to cry

If I told you how I felt, 
would the world end
would you tell me quietly
that you’d rather just be friends

Or maybe ... just maybe
you’d give me a small smile
and say “I love you too”
and promise you’d be mine