By Jaanya Vijh
It feels like the story of a book
I already knew the end to
A book we never started reading
But I knew it was the best thing that ever happened
Even if I only imagined it
Even if it was only me who tore apart the pages
Trying to erase any proof
Of something that never even existed
Only in my mind
But god, I'm so embarrassed
That I mistook your kindness
Your love and affection
For something that couldn't've been more
We're hanging in the middle
The pages are stuck together
Maybe that's why I only read between the lines
Of text that wasn't even bold enough
hoping it would entail
A clue, a hint, or just a sign from your mysterious mind
Insurmountable love
Enough to be friends
Not enough to fall in
Ten years later
I'll confess all that I felt
Knowing the answer to my tremendous devotion
Because twice I made the mistake
And twice my mind had to scold
Told my heart exactly
Where any possibility would lead us
But I've never been good with words
And just like for my feelings
There aren't enough words to articulate
The shame I feel
When I heard another silent rejection
Maybe when we're older
Before, I had to twirl to the songs of
celebration
I'll finally catch you alone
In a clandestine manner of speaking
You'll confess you felt something too
Because we were perfect
But at the wrong time
By Jaanya Vijh
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