You tell me

   As the day opens the evening
I feel overwhelmed. Thoughts race over
my mind. Not sure if what I saw
was real or just mind playing
tricks.
   Play a chord. A sweet melody
as I thrust my hands to the air.
Oh why is this so confusing?
   Why is the interpretation
wrong? Why don't I feel, know
what it is?
    Couldn't you just do something,
say something out of context? I mean,
that is if anything was done.
   Ugh so frustrated yet so
excited at same time. Perhaps
this is a grand adventure.
   Who knows. I only thought I
saw you looking at me and I you.
Perhaps I was wrong, perhaps not.
          You tell me.