My hands shook until I had to put the phone down and take a few breaths to calm my racing heart.
Take a risk they said.
What if I'm not for you and you're not for me?
I send a text while you race across my mind the whole day.
Teeth chattering, knees buckling, on the throes of an anxiety attack.
You text back.
Who knew this would've been the beginning of something greater than ever imagined?
It's your gentleness and your attentiveness, your openness to affection, your honesty.
You bare it all to me while knowing I'm holding back.
While knowing there was a time somewhere that I must've been hurt, a time you've never asked me about.
I find solace in you. Comfort in your embrace which has never strayed too far even though I see the longing in your eyes for my verbal permission.
The way our minds are linked, two peas of the same pod,maybe just two halves of the same pea.
Are you for me and I'm for you?
What is love for me,they asked.
Well you are love for me. You embody everything I wish to feel, everything I wish to reciprocate but in this moment am terrified of doing.
You are love for me, what am I for you?