YOU

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I feel a sense of longing, a sense of longing that I haven’t felt before.

I feel afraid of losing you. I feel like you are ephemeral and elusive to me.

I feel like you are not of this world but traveling through, not really attached to any one thing or anybody. A guest perhaps staying a short while. But someone who is opening my heart to places I’ve never allowed myself to venture.

Your casual demeanor makes me comfortable. Perhaps for the first time I’m taking risks to see what’s inside the deepest crevices of my heart, meandering my way unsure of what I’ll find.

I’m afraid though that you will leave me and my heart will hurt because having blossomed for you, it will not be content with its old ways.