Maybe it was because I did not take his hand when we were walking outside.
Maybe it was because we did not talk that much.
Maybe we did touch each other too much.
Maybe it was because he attitude was so boyish but around me he was ever so gentle.
Maybe it was because I was too cautious or because I did not know what to say to him.
It could be we just did not have anything to talk about when I took home that weekend.
Maybe it was because he had a lot to deal with and in the end was not ready for me.
Maybe it was because I tried to force something that was not there.
Maybe we were just too different for each other.
Maybe he did not feel like having me there.
Maybe it was because his kiss was too gentle and mine too agressive.
Maybe it was the smoke from his cigarette..

Maybe it was not just meant to be us.