What if I don’t feel the spark—
I’ll look at you
just the way
I’ve been looking at you
We’ll hold hands
I’ll let you speak and
I’ll listen to your words
What if you’re not my usual type
What if I don’t feel the spark—
I’ll embrace everything
that you wish to express—
you can laugh
you can smile
you can cry
What if you’re not my usual type
What if I don’t feel the spark—
Then would you mind
if we come a little closer—
enough to feel the warmth,
the depth of heart?
What if we fall
for each other again?
What if I feel like
I’ve finally come home—
this is that one piece
that must be felt together
Then—
what if we both feel like
we’ve
finally
come home?