and a string pulls me back, tugging my wings shut with a sigh
making it just too hard to leave
how am i so reluctant all of a sudden?
i was past ready, my longing to fly off overripe
but a sweet song, an invisible tie,
floating on the melancholy of a mid-may moment of bliss,
wraps me in the warmth of staying home
i hate my timing
swoosh in the net and i am trapped
swimming pool eyes make walking away ache
springtime always made me sad because no one should be able to move on while i'm standing still,
but now i'm moments from a departure long overdue and i stop:
the edge of the cliff is my favorite place to live
it feels like walking down the aisle after a decade-long engagement just to find a boat waiting to carry you back to the beginning
i want to go
nothing ties me to "home" anymore,
my heart is packed away six feet underground
but it's bursting and gasping for air and begging to see light and
i want to stay