i don't know
what's worse
thinking she doesn't know my love
or thinking she does.

pining, like sadness
informs the depth of human emotion
as well as its futility.

is love imagined?
can you be in love by thinking?
or is it some infatuation,
some light feeling,
 quickly abandoned
 and without substance.

i don't know.
you can't know in the moment.
there is only the feeling
 the longing
 the wanting
to know and be known
to connect
and love.