you stepped through my doorway
with that smirk on your face
and now that you're home
I feel so out of place
you laugh at my expression
yet, you expected this reaction
you walk a little closer
that anxious feeling fades away
and I'm sure we both had realized
that we've waited for this day
alone we were, at last
and surely it'd be perfect
if my conscience didn't take control
and ask me if it's worth it
you and I, too, knew
that nothing was to happen
and if it did
which one of us would own up
to the satisfaction
but, instead we sat with one another
talked and laughed and thought
up all the time we spent together
and how half the time we fought
sitting there and looking at you
I knew that this was real
but I didn't recognize
that look you had in your eyes
was this another game of betrayal
was this happy day going anywhere
I saw love in your eyes
but, I wondered which kind
the love of a broken heart
the love for a lost friend
the love so naive and fragile
or the kind that'd never end
and still, I do not know it
though it's only been a day
it's taking forever
for this smile to go away
and tomorrow I'll know the answer
or tomorrow I'll pretend I do
feel whichever kind of love it was
that I saw inside of you