Curiosity

Dedication: A boyhood crush lead to this poem. But this young lady never became mine.

Curiosity

I sit here and I wonder if you mind that I think about you.
I can not help but feel this way.
There is something about you that makes me wonder What it would be like if you were mine.
Perhaps it is the way that you eyes seem to look right through me.
Perhaps it is that you treat me like the person that I am,
Instead of the rebel that I appear to be.
Maybe it is just because you are you.
I do not want you to think that I am coming on too strong.
Because I do not mean to.
But I do not want you to think that I am not interested in you either.
You are a person that will not say what is on your mind.
And I am a person who is afraid of what may or may not happen.
It is one of those dilemmas that we must face from time to time.
I just want you to know that I think about you.
And that I would like to get to know you a little better.