Was it?

Was it the sound of my voice when I spoke or the way I sway when I walked, was it my poise when I sat in the room?
Was it the way I rhymed I  when the rhythm came through or the elegance that I displayed when I dressed up for you?
Was it the way I grooved when I was good or maybe it was the way I dazzled when I danced.
Maybe it was the way I glowed in God's glory.

Maybe the light that was too bright that it blinded you from seeing me shine, maybe it was the love I felt when I loved you.

After all I made my choice, but in the end I had to leave all the maybe's and take a walk.