Maybe who knows

Maybe we’d get married someday, but who knows? I think I’ll take that thought to the grave— but who knows? Maybe I gave up on those days, but who knows. I know that I’ll love you always. Is it a crime to be unsure, to let time decide if we’re sustainable? You’re beautiful, you’re mature— you might be too good for me. Unattainable. If I wait, will I win? The chances I’d step out of line… but who knows. -B...?