I feel nervous, not knowing 

But then there are these moments

Like the way I made you laugh in the car

And you cupped my cheek in your hand

Or the time you woke up

With your head on my chest

And tilted up to kiss me

Still half asleep

You know you lightly snore

And it is the cutest thing

It’s these things I try to ignore

To not get too attached

To not potentially hurt

But also the things I try to remember

When I wonder if I should be

Hopeful or sentimental

Investing my tender self