Maybe it passed.
Maybe it was there for a time.
Maybe I couldn't see it.
Maybe for that second I was blind.
Maybe I tried.
Tried too damn hard.
Maybe I kept it in this time.
Because the first 100 times I tried, I was too scared for the results of my lines.
It's not easy, and it's not fair.
Your lips, your hands, your scent, your smile, your lips, your soul, your hair.
Maybe it's sublime.
But I know for sure that I need a sign.
Or maybe I'll do it for my own clarity and peace of mind.
But I just need a sign.
"Never, ever, ever give up."