Maybe I need to stay away. Maybe that’d be best.
Maybe I should build up walls. Maybe we should talk less.
Maybe we’ve rushed nothing, but taken things for granted.
Maybe we rushed everything, and you’re all I’ve ever wanted.
Maybe you could be the one, but I guess I’ll never know.
Maybe I’m the idiot, because I let a good one go. 
Maybe I should chase you. Maybe I should wait.
Maybe I should follow my heart, fuck..can’t even think straight.
Maybe you’re wrong for me, in every possible way.
Maybe you were right for me. If only I knew how to make you stay.
Maybe if I held you, in my arms tonight.
Maybe then darling, you’d open your eyes to this light.
Maybe if I wasn’t the person that I am.
Maybe I could love you, for being a good man.
Maybe if you knew, just how much you’re on my mind.
Maybe you wouldn’t think I’m just a waste of time. 
Maybe if you knew all of this, we could be together.
Maybe if you knew all this, everything’d be better.

but all these thoughts are ambivalent, or more of like an indecisive love letter.