Stable
If you imagine the embodiment of stable
He is stable
He is sure. And honest. And shy.
And competitive. And saucy. And kind.
He is warm and inviting. And i feel as if
He has opened his heart to me.  

The one
that turned my head
from the road i was
blazing down
alone, and unafraid.

then you came,
unexpected,
and ripped away my blindfold.
no longer was i raging towards my own destruction
on a path
that i forced myself down,
cutting through unmanageable terrain.

and i look over,
and youre there.
have you ever tried to run through knee deep snow?
or to sprint against the outgoing tide?
everything dragging against your progress,
yet still you push.
out of pure will power.
pure defiance.

and i ran. and ran.
i tried to get as far away from feelings as i could.
go. go. go.
no boys. no breaks.
no pain, and no pressure.
but here you came along
and stole my peace.
but really.
all you did was bring peace.
since youve been around
im much slower.
much more balanced.

and i dont think i love you. but
i really want to say I do.
Love is a scary thing.
I am terrified. I am terrified and all I want is you.
I am so scared, and all I want is you.

Again,
a case of everything I want.
but really something I dont need.
And its not as chaotic as last time.

you are the land
in correspondence to my sea.

I push, and pull and rage
against the idea of you
but still you stand.

stable. warm, inviting.
and no matter how my chaos
wrecks the other things that come towards me
the way my anger and sadness
swallows nations in their waves,

you remain.