Why Your Smile Stopped

I wondered why your smiled stopped
Over awkward-dinner tiny talk.
But as I straightened the sideways silverware
And noticed you brush hair back behind your ear,
I found I had lost myself in wanting to impress you.

I thought if you would forgive my adoptive plundering
While I sipped my water and crunched the ice chips.
I only become more of you to be close to you,
Now I realize your interests were not mine to be stealing.

So as you finished your blackberry pie,
And I finished what you had left, but only a couple bites,
I sighed and tried my best not to talk like you;
I adore you but I am not like you.
And I’ll blame that for why you don't smile at me now.