On a bench I've never sat on, absorbing a brand new view.
I wonder if listening when people tell you who they are is something I should still do.
You give me different kinds of highlights, sort of like a preview.
But will I ever know if these things are even in you?

If your hesitation resides inside your glance
Will you walk tall to show pride?
Is it in your stance?
Where is it that you hide your romance?
See a person is so complex, I fear I'll never truly know after a lifetime, much less a first glance.