A smile,
What does it mean?
Is it a sign,
that she has seen,
my love for her?
Or is it a way,
of holding back,
what she tried to say?
Was she aware,
of everyone else,
trying to stare?
And did she hide,
the thoughts of her mind?
What I'd give for them,
to be the same as mine.
A different smile,
I'd seen before,
by myself,
when she didn't ignore.
I hope this is false,
and that was real,
because I want her to know,
just how I feel.

© Edward ian Armchair 2002