I’d rather feel this pain
That makes it so hard to say goodbye

Than to not have you
To say goodbye to

I love the way you see
And hear
Other people

With such openness
And respect

You see the best in everyone

I suppose what you see
Reflects what you are-

Pure gold.

I have this tendency
Of running myself in circles
Until I am so very tired
And confused
And empty

You have this tendency
Of holding steady
No matter what

Eventually your steadiness
Lures me in
And I find peace
Nestled into the crooks of your arms

You balance me out

It feels like
A wave is building up in my heart
And crashing down
Through my tears

I feel like I can finally exhale
and let myself just love you

is love meant to be
a roaring fire
or a small (but steady) flame?

I am a pendulum

I swing
back
and forth

and back
and forth

I love him,
I love him not

never in any one position
for long enough for it to matter

I am sorry
I know that this hurts you
(trust me, it hurts me too)

I hope that at some point soon
all the voices in my mind
that blow the pendulum to and fro
will kindly shut up