Missed Connection

I wish I knew you then,
I wish you knew me now.

A beauty with a smile grew
from the solemn girl you once knew.

I wanted to be playful with you, flirty as I was with others.
Playful? Flirty? Me?
I know what you're thinking, I must be joking.
Those were not my colors.

I liked you a lot.
It made me happy being in groups with you.
I wanted to open up, play with you.
But fear of others judging me, starting more rumors...
It made me so distraught.

If it had been you and I,
you would've seen the mischievous glint in my eye.

A playful smile daring you to chase, the precocious mask abandoned.
The start of a new game, anticipating the next move.
If I wasn't so withdrawn, what would have happened?

I wish I knew you then.
I wish you knew me now.

Who are you now?
I wish I knew.
Maybe I wouldn't look to you for something new.
♠ ♠ ♠
This is an experience that I recently remembered.

I've grown more interested in poetry and this is my first stab at it. Please excuse any structural or metric errors. This is just how it released itself from my mind.

Thank you for reading and enjoy,
~Paige