the clink of bullets hit the floor.
you adjust my stance, tell me,
"here, hold it this way instead."
tell me to steady my breathing,
stop my shaking, take aim,
and pull the trigger.
its the eve of one of the
biggest days of my life,
and you're there by my side,
like you always have been.
you've been through this before.
you've seen the best and worst
this has to offer and you're telling
me it'll be okay if i take that step.
i couldn't do it without you.
so the next day, i steadied my
breathing, stopped my shaking,
took aim, and pulled the trigger,
just the way you taught me.