we all linger
for that something
or that someone
to start up a fire
within,
in attempt
to feel alive
on the inside.

I think I'm starting
to fall in love with the feeling of belonging

If I were to describe emotions
I would say they’re something like strawberry sherbet ice cream dipped with blue raspberry; intricate, intense and insanely delicious,
or a pink and blue sky with a little grey from the smoke of a capitalist factory; placid, painterly, and polluting,
a smile from a stranger on the 8:55 am subway ride; habitual, harmless,

we put all of our troubles away
the same way snow lies on the side of the  roads,
we neglect our needs and wants
the same way a tree lets down it’s leave after autumn,
we convince ourselves that it’s too late
the same way when we slip on black ice.

nobody prepares you
for the day
you lose
your self-worth,

nobody tells you,
"just because you can
do something, doesnt mean you should"

i have nothing left to lose
and so much more to gain

I just want to love
you completely,
unrestrictedly,

but I also have to
protect the very
thing that wants
to that