By Elaina
Date: 26 January 2001
Ya Know...
Ya know
you share
just as
much information
as I share
with you.
Practically none.
Do you
remember that
day when
you asked me how
I felt about
you, and as
scared as
I was I told you.
I told you
that I never
thought you
liked me the
first time
around and
you corrected
me. Things
went on like
that for a while,
do you remember
that day in
the car,
I think you were
taking me to dance,
and you asked
what one of
my poems meant,
and I told you
I wasn't going
to discuss
it bcause you
knew exactly
what it meant.
You used to
ask so many
questions and
now I rarely
even hear you
ask for me to
call. WHY???
Yet now I'm
asking a questions
to which
I already
know the answer.
You are just
as scared as
I am. If I
were to walk up
to you and ask
one of the
questions you
used to ask
me, you'd
pretend you didn't
hear me, or
change the subject
or something.
You are no
more willing
to tell me
how you feel
then I am to
tell you
how I feel.
And maybe I'm
wrong, maybe
you just don't
know. Perhaps
you don't ask
those questions
anymore out of
concern that
I'd ask them
back and you
wouldn't know
what to say.
And maybe I'm
way off. Maybe
you just gave
up. Figuring
I'll never
look you in the
eyes and give
you an answer
to a question
that you
probably already
know the
answer to.
And last but
not least maybe
you don't
ask any questions...
because you know
the answers, but
if you ask me...
if you look
me in the eyes
and ask me...
I'll look
you back in the
eyes and believe
it or not...
I'll answer.
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