No thoughts, concerns, hesitations.
Worries can wait.
Happiness shouldn't.
Despite how fleeting it may turn out to be.
I'm happy with him.
Happy enough to forget
about the clouds that have a tendency
to settle into the snug horizon.
He's like a red balloon
that keeps me looking up.
Distracted from all the cracks in the pavement
that make me trip.
Oblivious to the wavering skies.
Focused solely on keeping my eyes
on patterns of movements.
Memorizing this new thing.
Piloting something unknown.
Let's refrain from using maps that lead down past paths.
I'll use my sense of adventure to navigate my way.
Illuminate the trails
with the colors of your mind.
If I get lost, I'll anchor down in your arms.
Clutching each of these moments
with a ferocity that
most will never understand.
Let them question why
I'm staring at reflections of light
through a bit of plastic.
They'll never know
that you gave me rainbows.
All the more reason to look at the bright-side.