By Erica C  (esbc@hotmail.com)
Date: 6 December 1997

Unknowing

I let you hold my hand, 
	when so many others were just allowed to shake it,
		knowing you were in a different category from all the rest.
I laid my legs across your lap while we watched tv, 
	rather than just sitting next to you, 
		hinting that you were more than friends.
I placed my head on your chest, 
	thinking I’d hear your heart, 
		hoping that it was beating for me.
I kissed you with so much passion,
	my heart out on the line,
		thinking I could reach you.
I told you of my fears,
	when I was suppose to hide them,
		pretending to everyone that I was invincible.
I let you in,
	placing trust onto you,
		believing you could manage on uncharted territory.
I let you touch my heart that night,
	 my feelings open to you,
		assuming you knew what to do with them.