I am nearly bursting
to the point where my tears cannot be held back
and my fingers cannot stop tracing your name
on hard surfaces with my name too
this foolishness is growing taller than oaks
and feels warmer than hellfire
Its turning me into a heavenly winged thing
that I used to despise
this is the fear of losing myself to you
it feels like putting myself
on the wrong side of the golden bridge
and willing to jump but when I do
I am fine and find that I
am hovering over cold sharp water
It is surreal to be okay with this feeling
I have never been
and now I can be
I want to be
I know I’ll be.
JMLT
