Unrequited Love

***Written sometime between 2010-2011. The aim of this piece is to play around with the movement of the words on the page by having the actual format of the poem add to the meaning of the poem.***

YOU have been lingering in my mind all day
I tried to close you out but you seem to have made a secret entrance into my heart
Is this what love is?
I've heard that when you love someone and I mean really love someone with every cell in your body
Their name is on your breath
and their eyes vividly peer into your soul

So what do we have?
Is it lust? Convenience? Infatuation?
Or are we both yearning for the unattainable
Perhaps we just want to play with fire
See how far this can go
See how far the boundaries can be pushed before one of us falls

Falls
     In
        Love

How long can this farce be labelled a friendship?
We may soon find out
A push here, a tug there.. one of us pushing a little more
But then someone hesitates
       
      Steps
Back

We both want to say the same thing without words
We just expect the other to know
To know what?
How can we convey a message that isn't yet clear to ourselves?

So instead we partake in our carefully calculated game
A game created to get answers, but which raises questions instead
So move on.
Get over it.
This isn't going to go anywhere

If you haven't said it yet,
and I haven't understood it yet.
If we haven't heard each other, then can this even be love?
Are we meant to be if we can't even understand each other's hearts?
Is it possible to know someone's entire soul with the exception of the answer to one question?