She Can Hardly Look At Me

I saw her across the chapel
she looked at me
half smiled nervously
turned away
rattled by something she had done
or perhaps a choice she had made
I think I know what it was

The feeling of wanting to
but daring not
awkward
as though we had a one night stand
somewhere in the past
seeing each other for the first time since

or maybe entrusting me
with her deep dark secret
afraid that I might now repeat
and violate her trust
searching for something to say
no words of comfort come forth

I feel her eyes upon me
as I turn my eyes to see
her eyes quickly turn away
although I know she wants to
she can hardly look at me

her insecurity forefront
concern upon her face
unsure what to do
she can hardly look at me