Maybe

Maybe it’s as simple as catching the person glance at you. That sweet thought of his simple good night text. The excitement to see him every day. And his innocent touch in your arm. Maybe it’s the time you caught him attempting to put his arm around your shoulders. The squirm of the lips that follows as you do what you can to hold in that small spread of a smile that threatens every last frontier of your defenses. Maybe this is how it begins.