Maybe.

So, maybe it's really love.
Maybe it really matters.
Maybe he really matters.
Maybe I get to really matter.
Maybe it's proof that happiness exists still.
That I still have a chance at it.

Maybe it's not.
Maybe it's just a happy circumstance.
Just a lucky friendship for a dark time.
Maybe it's just a good time while it lasts.
Maybe it will hurt like hell in the end.

Maybe, just maybe, it's worth it, no matter the risk.

And maybe it's not.

But... that's a chance I'm willing to take.

For him.

For me.