my hearts finally open
at least more open then my mind
because the more I get these feelings
the more positives I find
what a wonder my hand is open too
it’s open just for yours
I don’t have to know if you’ll take it
because you don’t act like it’s some chore
your heart seems open too
maybe it’s just like mine
because our pasts might be different
however it seems like we’re both fine
but maybe fine is not the word
my thoughts have dug deeper than that
because my mind is open too
and my ideas are getting fat
perhaps I feel something different than just this “fine” I claim to feel
because my heart has never opened as
easily for anything this real
an open thesaurus cannot help either,
for I have come to find
emotions as tangled as these
need some time to come to mind
I know I don’t feel love
and I’m sure this is more than a “like”
maybe there is a different word for it
my heart doesn’t think that’s right
these thoughts just keep flowing
perhaps I will call it a “maybe love”
but this “maybe love” is growing
maybe it’s my problem that I’ve just become so open
but I trust that you can “maybe love”
someone you’ve found so broken
feelings like these don’t pop out of this world’s thin air
so I’m glad I have your hand in mine
and I’m happy I’ve found someone so rare.