Here I am on this cliffside, hanging—
on the verge of falling,
on a threat.

Never expected this to happen.
But you’ve pushed
this fluidity
to its very    
                       edge.

I’ve reached this cliff
that I never meant to climb.

I’ve liked you too much;
might’ve fallen for you
enough.

Enough.
****, I’m letting go.

I jump.
I fall—
enough!

I rise.

🧗🏻‍♀️