Before him I was the cautious type
Now I sat across the table from him
At last chance bloomed to life
Around him I swear I felt the warmth of the sun’s golden light
No
Young heart don’t fall for it
You’re just a little tired
Or maybe your guard is down tonight
Avoid him
If he asks for another date
Deny
Deny the chance of happiness
On the bright side you’ll save your heart from a shattering death
I said to myself
Don’t play with fire
But I guess deep down lived a dormant pyromaniac
He found a crack
Wiggled his way in
Cleared out years worth of dust and spider webs
He began to make a home in my heart
What is a home without a light
He flipped the switch bringing illuminating life
It was then I felt everything I thought I had known fall apart
This was the start
The start to a work of art titled ‘Chance’
I chanced all my chips
In return I won his lips
His sunset kiss
My very first chance made my heart race
Like sand to the eye
I wanted so badly to avoid it
But it was bound to happen sometime
The first couple nights
I cried
A piece of me was no longer mine
Chances I despise
But at 4:03 in the morning I realized
That we were a chance
Chances are trust
This is the third poem out of my poetry series! Fear and Chance can also be found on my page! I'd love for you to see them all and hear what you have to say about them!