Maybe, Maybe Not

Maybe it was the adoration I adored
not the twinkle hooded beneath
greying brows and how did such
young eyes hide beneath there

Maybe not because it is raining
on the brown grass turning it
green green my green eyes red
it is raining in here too

Maybe it was the strength
in those arms wrapped around me
steel heated beyond endurance
meant for human flesh

But maybe not because
I was never bruised
nor burnt nor moved
beyond the point of reason

Maybe it was the break
in my self imposed exile
that I loved and not you
in all the breathless moments

Maybe not because
we both knew when I called
that I was saying goodbye
not see you and I broke

and maybe I waited just
a little too long to see
if you would call me back
but maybe not