Week 19 – Stumble

Stumble

I am too good at beginnings.
They last so short, bursts of adrenaline sparking my heart when I see your name.

I feel wise beyond 23 years when I let things begin at the end,
Hope the way I leave you is better than a cold night in Hoboken, coat held to my chest, wondering when I got so lost.

It is so easy to smile at your butterflies.

Let me stumble into your arms.

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Week 8 – You give me butterflies

You give me butterflies 

You give me butterflies

You make me smile and frown 

I am surprised at how my emotions change on my face

The little muscles you can touch without even putting your fingers on me

I am so in hope with you. 

Day 29 – Touch the Sky

Touch the Sky 

Today, you tell me you found what you are looking for.

 

It’s always been a competition between us,

Who can outrun the other.

 

I’ve learned that some need to win,

And I am only able to swim to my other shore,

Across my own ocean.

 

This is my cross to bear,

And I smile because things grow from the ground up.

 

Sometimes, there is nothing more beautiful than reaching up to touch the sky.