I think I might like you

I think I might like you.
That's what I told you. Not because I was afraid of rejection,
But because it was the truth.
And when it comes to love
I always try to be truthful. (I learnt the hard way)

I think I might like you.
But it might not matter either way
If you do not like me.
Maybe I would save myself the big headache of trying unravel the secrets of my heart
By forcing you to make the decision first.
Because I was sure
(Not completely, but largely)
That you were at least as uncertain as I.

I think I might like you.
But the timing between us is never right.
Because when I am inclined towards the answer being yes,
You are inclined towards the answer being no.
And if you have ever thought the answer to be yes,
I must have been looking elsewhere.

I think I might like you.
It almost sounds like a game.
But I don't like games.
So I think I'll force you to win, and kill me off.
The game must end for me to play another.

I think I might have liked you.
I honestly still don't know.
But it's fine
Because while I am uncertain of my feelings,
I am now certain
Just as you probably were
That we would have been absolutely,
Completely,
In every way,
Terrible
For each other.
Still
I think I might like you.
You, who knew me,
And yet still smiled at me,
I'll keep you as
A precious part of the past.