it's okay to be in love--

falling for that clerk that toasted your bagel
first thing in the day,
winking at the guy next to you
at the gas pump as he admires
your Femme ride--

this girl in my heart
shies away from feeling,
but expresses so much--

like knowing how to skate but
refusing to because of how free and
happy it makes her---

Pump the breaks!
Seize the ******* day!

it's okay if those temporary others
don't share those feelings,
but rather acknowledge your
gratitude and shift their own thinking--

that clerk's job isn't meaningless,
that guy at the pump isn't a creep--

meeting the right human at the exact
Cosmic time is absurd,
thrilling and anxiety-causing but
smiling at those that pass through
makes the big things seem so much smaller--

just breathe, fellow traveler
it gets easier--