I'm happy and sad. And trying to remember that that's okay. Allowing tears to fall And angels to catch them Allowing laughter to escape - Half in fear it may not return
I'm falling fast. "Hard and fast" they say. Stealing shy glances, sideways grins, A touch of her skin Stealing time, giddy, Nervous heart ticking its own clock
I'm bereft. Suddenly alone. - And falling so soon! For a moment he was my everything But then forever fell out the bottom. In these moments she lifts me up - But too soon, too soon
And I find it strange That in loss I am in love for lust was never this deep Here I counsel myself to slumber, To heal, Biding time.
Something Charlie from Perks of Beings a Wallflower taught me, being "happy and sad" is very much okay - opposites and contradictions exist within us and we must accept this instead of trying to choose one over the other.