the fear is breaking now
like waves in the ocean,
crest and trough
the waves are like hammocks
you hold me —
we swing gently back and forth
i thought i would feel empty
(like vases, i believe)
but then you sent me flowers
you held my hand
i’m swept away
in something,
and if only it’s the promise
that there’s something more,
something better,
something out there.
it’s still worth it.
today i truly smiled again
got all squishy inside
i felt alive like never before
when you held my hand.
i don’t want to be afraid anymore.
and if i don’t.. then i don’t.