A year ago I promised myself
that if nothing happened by tonight
that I would finally move on.
Silly me thinking I could put
an expiration date on my heart.
Some things are still worth holding on to
even after the Best By date.
Besides, these feelings are more like
wine than a loaf of bread:
It gets better with age and time.
There’s something about the way
his voice is different when it’s just us.
His voice already full of warmth
and kindness for all the embrace.
But when he talks just to me,
there is a tenderness to it
that feels like a butterfly’s wings
dancing on my heart.
I long for the moments when
it’s just the two of us
so I can feel those sweet flutters
that bring out my truest smiles.
Somewhere, I hear a whisper that says
“what if it never happens?”
and it stops me in my tracks.
My heart is so sure that
it is on the right path
that I’ve spent little time
wondering what happens
if it ends in a dead end?
This is all I’ve wanted
for so much of my life
that I can’t fathom
what happens next
if I never reach my dream.
Maybe it’s the way you send me books just because
Maybe it’s the way you find my favorite wine without asking
Maybe it’s the way you learn to play my favorite games
Maybe it’s the way you bounce when you’re really excited
Maybe it’s the way you always remember to ask after my dog
Maybe it’s the way you listen to me talk about my day
Maybe it’s the way you go the extra mile to make me smile
Maybe it’s the way you say me name and your eyes light up
There’s a lot of maybes in life but there is one thing I know for sure:
I can’t help myself from falling for you over an over.
This year has been hurdle
after hurdle
after hurdle
after hurdle
and I am not a track star.
Have you ever thought about
how much power is in the word
just?
It has the ability to change the context
of a sentence with four simple letters.
Take in account two simple responses:
she is a friend and she is just a friend.
One response is a shorter, truthful expression
and the other one rips my heart to shreds.
Four little letters twist a dagger in my heart.
How can they wield that kind of strength?
Sometimes you have to wait
to get the best things in life.
So I’ll keep holding on,
waiting for not just a tease,
not just a taste of what
the future holds because
it is right around the corner.
I can feel it in my soul.
Sometimes I ask myself
is there is still a spark
even after all these years.
Are there actual butterflies
fluttering in my stomach
or is it my imagination?
Every time I start to feel
myself begin to fade away
back into reality and I lose hope,
a single accidental touch
will send me back soaring
thinking about the what ifs.
Sometimes my silence is
because I have nothing to say
and I don’t want to say the wrong thing.
Sometimes my silence is
because I have so much to say
and I don’t want to say the wrong thing.
What
are
we
waiting
for?
Let’s just go for it.
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