I see her walking across the street
Our eyes dance around, then they meet
I lean in to kiss my lover and she smiles my way
Oh, how I wonder what Maggy's smile meant even to this day
Maggy is the girl next class all boys and girls used to have a crush on. She is a girl my age. We are about the same height, we share a similar fashion sense, we wear the same haircut. She too has a lover a tidy bit older than her, society would never approve of their relationship. She too proclaims to be bisexual but nobody has ever seen her with a girl by her side, and I was never seen with a man.
In her smile I saw a knowing look and I wonder. Oh, just how I wonder...