Almost

Do you remember that day I came to speak to you?

We were talking about something else and suddenly you asked me to tell you what's wrong.

I pretended I didn't understand your question.

You said you could tell there is something I'm keeping inside and it bothers me.

You asked me if I could tell you what it was.

You asked me if you could help with whatever it was I was keeping in.

And at that moment, I was afraid.

It meant that my feelings were beginning to show.

It meant that my feelings had become so overflowed that I could no longer keep a lid over it.

And for a brief moment, I wanted to come right out and say, 

"It's you".

I still wonder what your reaction would have been.

Probably not a good one. Or you would've thought I was fooling around again.

I still smile to myself, thinking of your reaction.. when I told you I didn't want to talk about it and you said you wished you could just hit my back so hard, I would explode and tell you everything that I've been keeping in. You have no idea how much I wish I could.

I still think about that day... The day I almost told you I love you.