I Know I should've known from your touch Arms invested in circling me, enclosing me Claiming me. Grasping my hand for heat But the warmth is not external. I should've known from your talk Your despair at the unfairness of things, Of not getting the one you want. You've broke free of the closet But us straight people threaten your sanity. I should've known from your look The smirk heavy from eye contact. The careful observation of my every move. Your sighs mimic mine, But for a different reason. I should've known you liked me And now it's been over a year That your love has been unrequited. You're still afraid to say so, But sadly, I know.