Leftover Braids and a Question

We were both young
I admired him
He admired me
We both liked each other
Everyone knew 

Except us.
I didn't know
He didn't know
I wished
He wished
I hoped
He hoped
I thought maybe
He thought maybe
But we were both waiting
Waiting for a fact
Waiting for a sign
And I didn't see it
Until it was much

too late


Now I'm not saying that was the wrong thing to do.
At that time it was just fine.
But what I am wondering is this:

Why wasn't my heart enough?
Why did I need a big sign?

Because now I see,
I had the answer all along.

I just didn't 

trust myself.

 .

 Am I repeating history?

And I don't have the answer.

All I have is leftover braids.

.Haily.