I wish that I could say to you
The words that run through my mind every time I see you,
Speak to you,
Think of you.
They are right there, waiting to be transformed from idea to existence,
But they never quite get there.
It’s funny that, given everything else I’ve laid bare,
I can’t let myself say the words that put my heart in jeopardy.
Because if I say them,
And you don’t say them back…
These words that I leave on the tip of my tongue
Are my perch on the edge of a cliff:
If I gather enough courage to say them,
It also means that I must fall.
Are you ready to fall with me?