To The Girl That Asks Why I Smile A Lot

It’s not that I don’t know how to flirt 

It’s not that I don’t do small talks,

But there is something about your eyes

That screams you want something more

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I told you I could kiss you 

But pretended not to see your eyes expecting me to make a move 

Instead, I smiled 

And watched you trace the hair on my face with your hands 

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You seemed to have missed the point 

I said I “could”, not I “want”

So stop trying to figure out if I am shy or not.

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I smile not because I don’t know what to do 

I smile because I am not ready for something new, 

I have loved people who didn’t love me back 

I have loved people who felt my love was too much, 

I have loved people who didn’t want to love me anymore, 

I have loved people who didn’t want any love at all

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So, I smile because I’ll rather not start something we both cannot finish 

I smile because at the end of the day everybody leaves 

I smile because, just like the others, you will soon find someone else to replace me.

Banji Coker