holding your hand for the first time -
the feeling of getting something I wanted really badly
falling in love -
of knowing the all too familiar feeling of drowning,
of choosing to still let your arms drag me into a spiralling ocean
both nights we stayed over to celebrate your birthday -
the stolen hugs we refused to compromise despite sneaking about,
the view we saw through the glass door from our bed &
the music we listened to in stillness & silence
feeling you fall asleep beside me -
how your body jerks when you're drifting into slumber,
the way you'd stop grinding your teeth if I put my finger on your chin
that it's okay -
I want to feel this,
I want to remember this,
I want to stop being afraid
it's not going to ruin me
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