You Knew

I remember.

I had been chasing after you for a few years when one day I found out you were dating someone else.

You never told me that as I pressed chaste kisses to your temple. Or as I tangled our fingers together. You never told me even as your presence alone demanded my attention. When I was told that you were in a relationship with someone else, I felt betrayed and hurt.

However, instead of chasing after you, I stopped as you raced away from me. I no longer tried to keep up.

Looking back on it, I can't tell if I acted selfishly, stopping all advances like I did. I wonder if I should've tried talking to you. Or if you'd tell me you weren't interested.

If I could change anything about those few years, it would be the fact that you shut me down before I grew attached to you.