Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad

You wanted me –
I knew it!
I felt it when you held me.
Chemistry flowed, electricity in the air.

You needed me –
I was sure of it!
I saw it when your eyes looked deep in mine.
Serious, you didn’t want to go.

But have you ever loved me?
I have no way to tell.
Your actions said so but those words never soothed me
Though they’re all I ever needed to hear.

Oh why must I doubt you so?

© Emily Page