She opened her heart to you
like a butterfly opens its wings

Gently and with caution
But also full of excitement and hope

You showed her the beauty and strength
she had within

So she put her heart in the palm of your hands
for what she hoped, would be the last time.

your silence screams my name
captivating my desire

but it's all in my head

because my ears long for the words
that will never be said

the wounds from life's "almost's"
dissect the heart in ways that are impossible to explain

the sheer concept of a "could have been"
is full of mystery and deep disappointment

a longing to know if one aspect was different
maybe everything would have been

in the chaos of my mind
i found stillness in your eyes

Love isn't something you trip and fall into
not when it's right-

Love is exhilarating
but calm and steady.

It's not an accident because
it is purposeful and safe.

When it's really love
you won't ever land-

Because you'll be too busy
rising, to have ever fallen.